My demands to be touch is blinding my judgment about men
I do feel like a man sometimes, I don't always think with me head. AHA!
The pulse between my legs is undeniable
It's needy and greedy for some fun
A slightest touch the right way in the right spot and my body heats up
Thoughts Oh! sweet mischievous thoughts
Imagine us between sheets
Touching every inch of our bodies
Taking turns torturing each other in pleasure.
I like to tease, I want you to want me even more
To act like animals with no bondaries, no limits, no shame
Everything seems so new, so sensual, so mmmm...
Just thinking about it makes me wet..
I cant seem to be able to stop, i cant control my thoughts
fantasies after fantasies
The next one better then the first
Toys arent enough
Masturbating...by myself is out of the question
She is demanding the real thing:
Physical contact
And I completely agree with her
Why settle for less when you can have more!