Confession 205:

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: 204


We used to be twisted in this thing called lust. Then I became clumsy disturbing your fake peace. Somedays I created a new throne and you would sit high smiling. Then sometimes I would look up and you would have your back to me. Even though I stayed flying by your side you were focused on something else. I wasn’t enough and couldn’t do enough to keep you . Often I look back realizing I brought a storm that you wasn’t ready for. No matter the day I tried to bring you back to me then you shut down. The good times that come to mind make me blind to the pain. Then here it comes like every time, the reset.

Confession: 203

An intrusion on my part which gave life to his moans. He grabbed the sheets as if my name was Big Dick Daddy. Pushing back on me I felt a warm feeling on my face. My naughty pursuit made his head turn to see if it was really me. Moving slowly I parted my way while stroking his dick. Veins bulging, I wanted more for him in that moment. Easing back off the stroke, I gave a deep kiss as the pillow saved the best of him.