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fuck…

Dear Gentle Sir,

When you fuck me, don’t say we’re making love.

Just ride me. Let me ride you, my dark mane gone wild. Slip your need deep into the velvet caress of my throat. Mould my tits to your strong hands. Squeeze. Ply me open with your tongue. Sweat with me. Thrash your head side to side, try not to grip the pillows. Try not to get lost. Try not to want more. Try, with each groaning gasp to tell yourself this fuck is not who you are. Let all those fingers slip inside and pound my tender cum-spot. Make me ripe. This wet splashing over eyes closed, arched spines, clenched toes. A cock alive, dancing for more. Pumping. Pounding. Pulsating. All into me. Turning us each inside outside the other.

This is not love. This is more. And nothing like before.

Fuck,

Lola Moi xo

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yes, you…

Dear Gentle Sir,

Just sitting here, still wet from the rain (so wet), I feel you in me; I feel me fucking your cock with my dirty mouth – you are so thick, so delicious. I lick my lips and savour the taste of fucking. I feel the thrum of my own heat as I spread for your sweet meat – both my mouth and my long legs spread wide.

I know you have heard this time and time again but you are so… mmm… your flavours all so unbelievably tasty. Can you feel my desire wrapping ’round your throbbing shaft, drifting all the way down to your round, full man-balls? You fill me to my brim, it’s so good; I can’t wait to feel your cum drip down, soaking me from the inside out. Especially when you lose your hands in my hair and tell me to look at you: I look at you with my big brown eyes, your cock spreads my lush lips, and fuels my hunger. (And, oh fuck, I am so hungry!) My cock-sucking, cock-loving bod slurps you in and out like the sweet treat you are.

My tongue bathes the thick blue vein that leads down to your soft, sensitive sac and then all the way up and ’round your perfect cock.  And you are lovely in taste, touch and smell. Over and over I verb the noun right out of you as you let me gently slip my tongue farther, farther and even farther back as I trace along the furry trail between your ass cheeks – your ass that makes me smile with anticipation.

Gently, firmly – slowly – you invite me in. Dripping with lube and lust, you finally accept how dirty you want to be, and I give you a taste of how dirty I can be. I dip and with my finger stretched deep inside, you discover how truly incredible it can be to cum… and I am there smiling all the way to your salacious end.

You. You are sweet and sexy and smart and wholly flawed and I adore you enough to say so. I can’t resist you. I can’t help but want you.

Yes, you.

Lola Moi xo

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please oh please…

Dear Gentle Sir,

Please be reassured of my desire to be fucked deep and sweet by you. Please note that you may spread me wide and bend me over to devour me like the passion buffet I am.  Please listen carefully when I tell you that your brain utterly delights me, that your mouth is divine, that your fingers are perfect, and that your cock takes every bit of my breath away.

Please memorize my folds, my mounds, and each moan so that we might repeat and layer our secret and sacred desires with unbound satisfaction. Please test my cunt with any body part you choose; know this hungry warmth is impossibly wet for you. Please let me pleasure you and don’t let me stop.

And when it is time for slow, tender lovemaking, please let me hold your face, let me look into your sweet eyes as I arch with each hard cum.

Please, oh, please,

Lola Moi xo