New man in Leipzig, Saxony
I don't want vanilla. I want to feel you in my teeth the next morning. I want my back against the wall, your hand in my hair, and absolutely no polite questions. Spit, slap, scratch if it leaves a story on my skin, I'm into it. I want to hear exactly what you're going to do to me before you do it, and then I want you to do worse. No brakes, no shyness, no "is this okay" every five seconds. Just raw, selfish, messy hunger. If you can handle eye contact while I'm on my knees let's skip dinner.
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