My bruises are mementos of your need for me. Alone, I strip and study them in the mirror. Here's the imprint of your hand on a naughty ass-cheek. I blush, and smile, remembering how I earned that spanking. And here, at the base of my throat where the touch of your breath makes me instantly wet for you, is the mark of your punishing mouth. I bit you back, though, didn't I ! And here, fading too fast, is the faintest trace of the way you gripped my arm when you pulled me into the room that night. Pushed me against the wall. Lifted me up to take your kiss. Shook me with your hunger, and fucked me raw. Sweet man, how you needed me.
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My Ideal Person:
thank you for your kind email. i do not wish to appear rude by not responding to your email, however, my account is limited to ten replies per day. this makes it often impossible for me to send a reply back to you through the website. several people have been kind enough to point out that i appear to be disregarding your attempt to contact me, if this is so, please accept my apologies in advance.
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