From the erotic mind of A. 8230;to have her laying on a bed, giving me that smile that lights up the world. 8230;to catch the small hints of perfume as she moves and pulls back the sheets. 8230;to feel the warmth of her body as I slide into the bed next to her. 8230;to feel her move toward me, because she craves me as much as I crave her. 8230;to feel her breath cascade over my skin as her lips get closer to mine.

Are we there yet? April 6, 2015. Saturday was my first ever hookup. I found him on Tinder. He was tall, decently generic looking, kissed just about acceptably and had a sufficiently big dick. Better luck next time, I guess.

To those who keep changing its lairs. The heart beating fearfully,. The heart bursting with gladness. Darkness falls and it suddenly sees the light. Sunshine hides and it suddenly feels its shadows. Yet voices keep hollering inside its head. The sound of laughter is getting near,. Yet it cannot taste happiness. What is happiness to begin with? Many time.

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