Words are my currency
Those, and my cock, my hands, my tongue, and my imagination. And my demands.
Oh, yes, my demands. You will find (you already know) that when you comply, when you give me what I ask, I will ask for more.
It is with all this that I will reward you.
And yes, I want your words, sure. But what I really...
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Those, and my cock, my hands, my tongue, and my imagination. And my demands.
Oh, yes, my demands. You will find (you already know) that when you comply, when you give me what I ask, I will ask for more.
It is with all this that I will reward you.
And yes, I want your words, sure. But what I really...
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Hey, you. Yeah, you. I can see the outline of your bra through your t-shirt, the outline of your boyshorts through your skirt.
I want you to stand near me close enough that I can smell you, that I can sense you, but not so much that we touch. Or rather, close enough that when you bend down to fix your shoe, or pick up...
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I want you to stand near me close enough that I can smell you, that I can sense you, but not so much that we touch. Or rather, close enough that when you bend down to fix your shoe, or pick up...
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This is my blog. I can't blog here too - too much blogging.