Sexual Frustration 3

Why dough ?

I now we are insatiable, so why?

Am i not enough ? What more do you need ?

Tell me?

A sigh in the empty bedroom. It was all a dream.

The little touch on my skin, the voice of comand, the kiss.

All a dream. I am awake now, in my draw there is something that can ease this fire that burns within but it is you i want .

 I need a man not a toy.

Even if it is a big one...

I want your body in mine. No substitutes.Am i frustated ?

You bet your sorry ass i am, so what are you waiting for ?

An open legs invitation?

They are open.


The End

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