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This little thing called DESIRE

This is EXPLICIT:

I'm guessing that the guy who posts an goes out with the intentions of simply looking for sex gets the most action, but I wonder if the guy who just simply goes out who has the ability to provide "limitless pleasure" will go unnoticed... You see I not only want you to have sex, but I'm want you you to provide conversation before and afterward, to give offer comfort when needed and to push to the limits that you never knew you had. Think about it, that urge, that desire, that secret thing down inside you that you only think about doing when there is no one around. Do you feel it?? That warmth in your stomach, your thighs clenching just a little bit...Goosebumps? Is that what those are, while your nipples harden a bit...No one is pinching them but you wish they were. That's what I have to offer, that's what you know you want, you need, you miss...


SEX:
Erotic, euphoric necessary for survival some even life saving. Life forming as it is..a natural need for every living thing..Talked about, acted upon, craved. This thing we do with others or alone...If done right, mind blowing, toes curling, heart pounding. Each time a new experience, a new reaction, a stimulant.

--I know, I talk about things in such a way as I feel them as I say them... I do, I'd like to think we all do. Like when your sitting and having a conversation, what your thinking, whatever emotion you have you express thru your eyes. Maybe it's a smile, maybe its a hand gesture who knows. I do know that the two things that I talked about in the first two paragraphs are still on your mind now...lol. So I'll close this blog and let you do with your actions as your mind is telling you to do.

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