What is it to see the offering
of an ass
pussy lips glistening from between the crease of silken thighs
lifted and waiting
spread and
yearning
for you?
6 Replies to “between the crease of waiting…”
the offering is everything… vastly different from accepting to be seen or taken.
Yes… and yes, there is great vastness between all those things… all of which is accentuated when the offering isn’t received or taken by the one you most wish to give to. Of course, it also means that much more and heightens the experience when all is reciprocal, eager, and transparent in its honesty.
the offering is everything… vastly different from accepting to be seen or taken.
Yes… and yes, there is great vastness between all those things… all of which is accentuated when the offering isn’t received or taken by the one you most wish to give to. Of course, it also means that much more and heightens the experience when all is reciprocal, eager, and transparent in its honesty.
Or the offering remains but unbeknownst to the recipient. A parcel waiting to be unwrapped. But maybe that’s part of what you said.
What I said was more jaded, I think. 😉 Yes, there is that, too: waiting to be unwrapped.
The anticipation also becomes extra sweet knowing there is someone you adore, respect, and trust eagerly wanting to unwrap you.
I’ve been jaded over this a few times.
Oh sweet anticipation!
🙂 Sweet, indeed…