I could spell it out for you however I’m furious. By choice, I request him the one that keeps your eyes wide open. You know the “other one” who puts lips to flesh like a champ. The one who gives wet kisses to my warm domain. Do you hear his soft cries inside me as I vibrate against his tongue? His name adorns my walls like a painting as he makes me cum multiple times. I lay awake every night wanting his touch all over me. My body desires him but he taunts me because of you. He undoubtedly knows of your presence, yet nevertheless comes for me. So tonight don’t wait for up because I am not coming back.
Confession 205:
Livia Flair 