My anchor my light my flute my escape. My thunder my storm my ocean my wind.
Live as it flows, live as it is given to you, live in reality of today, interact with existence. My sex toy, my sex experience, my sex voyage, my sex puppet MY MY MY MY MINE. Everyday the wind blows; thugs and pushes. Slitting my clothes just enough , enough to bare it all. A flame so close by, sweat sliding down the contours of my body. The passion licking my whole being, craving for this, wanting this. And a bullet’s impact passing by my body. That speed/ the rush, the might-almost experience. The longing. The pro longing. The wanting even more. Caress me. Take me. I am yours as you are mine. Heavenly
I love your blog, Becca! I'm going to link your blog on mine!
ReplyDeleteBEX... i'm such a fan! ano ba. i wanna do something like this. i don't have the guts haha
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aww thanks eibee! i think you should!! you're travelling all around these amazing places and doing all these amazing things. YOU MUST MAKE A BLOG, (let me know of course)hehe
ReplyDeletewhose blog is that?:)