I am...getting so hot...


I'm gonna take my clothes off!

It's the kind of night that exudes sexuality. It's hot, but a soft breeze hits your sweat coveres skin just right, almost causing a chill. The kind of night that makes your primal needs surface. I need to run my hands along your body, to feel your heat, to smell your hot skin. I need to lay over you with my cock pushing between the hot folds of your steaming pussy. I need to fuck you hard while you writhe beneath me, feeling the sting of the drops of sweat as they fall from my face, my body, my nipples. I need to feel the burst of heat that comes right before we climax and the exhalation from your lungs as you gasp for each breath in your post orgasmic fury.

What about you? Do nights like this make you need it too? Do they call to the beast within?

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.