We spoke all night
in tongues,
in fingertips,
in teeth.
— Robert Haas —
literally…
I can literally feel this.
(ohfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck)
Cum to me now.
(ohpleasepleasepleaseplease)
that’s how she knows…
minor walking miracles…
Dear Gentle Sir,
My clothes got wet tonite thanks to an accidental post-work shower overflow. I managed to get my pants mostly dried. I chose to walk home under a throbbing moon without any panties on. With every step, I thot of you.
Thrum,
Lola xo
do what you have to do…
Just fuck me, already.
