Salt and lime
stings my lips;
tequila,
complex yet simple.
So warm,
flirting its way down my throat,
one more won't hurt.
Type: Posts; User: Sarai.K82
Salt and lime
stings my lips;
tequila,
complex yet simple.
So warm,
flirting its way down my throat,
one more won't hurt.
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I didn't know this about Portugal. I did some quick research and it certainly seems like something worth exploring. I know the law never stopped me from experimenting in the past.
Not so much "dungeon material," but I would love to explore sensory deprivation, being blindfolded, masked, gagged, unable to hear, focused solely on the feeling of being touched, not knowing.
Nighttime dreams.
Her mind fights reality.
Imagination challenging what is with what could be.
Nighttime dreams.
Sweat induced, aching.
She wakes and tamps down those dark thoughts.
Nighttime...
You are review has inspired me to read Tracey's Collar by Katie Smith. Especially as I fall into the category of woman you described ... love the fantasy of enslavement, but realize the reality would...
Bass players!
Watch their fingers fly.
Their sound sets my world rocking;
men who play bass are fucking sexy.
They don't even have to flirt,
my clothes hit the ground,
then I scream.
...
Looking to be dominated, destroyed, shattered, have my mind blown, engage in darker role play, create something truly debauched and emotionally intense or maybe just have fun. I engage in role play...