commented on the post, master 7 years ago
I am yours, wallowing under you. My hands are immobile and weak. Master, please. Please.
commented on the post, driven 9 years, 7 months ago
the thoughts of us are driven into our palms, grasping, holding, enticing each other. our love is meant to be, our love is electric.
we drove down the road and we hit a bump, actually a crack in the pavement. the jiggle of the car shook the passengers ever so slightly. we moved as one. in unison.
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