Please, please. It’s all I want. It’s all I need. It’s all I truly long for.
Please, please. Take me, fuck me, kiss my flesh with your glorious cock. Drive your thrust softly, roughly. Come with me, come for me, come hard, come loud, come all over me. Cover my lips, my breasts, my tongue.
Please, baby, please. Seize me, possess me, bend me to your will. Fuck me, fuck me, come deep inside me. Come deep, deep inside this sweet aching cunt.
Please, please, please.
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Throbbing. Thrusting. Pulling.
Sliding. Slipping. Sinking.
In and out.
In and out.
Up and down.
Over and over.
Spasming shockwaves.
Cries of your name.
Cumming.
And Cumming.
Jerking. Spewing. Oozing.
Resting.
Rising again.
How sad that a woman of your raging intensity, sensuality, beauty should be reduced to begging. All you had to do was ask. :)
(Smoking, smoking hot, as is per usual for you).
-- PB
I agree with PB... You should never have to beg!
But begging is part of the fun, expressing unbridled desire, even at the expense of pride and dignity, that ache, the need, the hunger for the body of another, pretenses stripped away.
Muffin: Ooh, yum... Thank you for the delicious description and mental image, Magic. (And it's very nice to see your powers of recuperation...) ;)
PB: Oh my, thank you! A case of "Ask and ye shall receive", then? That is very good to know, PB. I hope you don't mind that I rather enjoy both the begging and the asking (or, should that be the demanding?!)... ;)
Os: Ooh... Very well, I shall take what I want! ;)
Advizor: I couldn't agree more, A. Begging and pleading brought on by an intensity of desire; an erotically primal yearning for the merging of flesh. As the song says, "I ain't too proud to beg..." ;)
Nice work!
After a three week hiatus, Ruf and I were supposed to be cloning his willy at its optimum size.
Fat chance, we just couldn't wait to get at each other. The more we denied ourselves, the worse the longing got until our bodies were just wordlessly begging our minds for permission...
... resulting in a fabulous release.
just sums up a moment..moments that we all have/want.
A man can't hear those words enough, yet we so rarely do. Thanks for reminding me...
Cake: "... until our bodies were just wordlessly begging our minds for permission" - I think you've summed up the beautiful flip side where language is no longer necessary and the body and desire take over.
As for cloning Ruf's willy, any chance you could pass on the techie secrets once it's perfected?!
Thank you...
Lucy x: Thank you so much, and welcome...
kjk: I wonder why it is such a rarity. For me, the utterance is definitely brought about by a strength of desire that overtakes me mind and body, especially when the other yearns to hear it.
And you're welcome...
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