Love tasting you off of every part of your body and my own. Love getting sticky before work. Smelling your sex all over me during meetings and work. Hope you like it when I flash flood your pencil skirt... the itched I've stirred up wanting you want more... hope you don't mind that I abused your sexy rear like a cave man on...
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I turned 43 a week ago. I seem to spend my off time thinking a lot about ex loves and such things. I still think that someday things will just work out. I need to remind myself I'm not that guy anymore. Women I loved and walked away from have been married and divorced and have kids of their own by now. Here I...
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Giving a fuck... that's when the fun starts. Shit to follow, hopefully not death far behind.

Scythe in hand it purposefully, yet playfully floats from soul to soul. In the crowd I picked it scent up easier than usual. The stench of stuffy, decaying clothes... the one thing that really lasts. He purposefully toys with me not knowing fear but being fear itself. I sense the world around me decaying as it always does when he stops moving. My claws clawing...
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