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Dear *****
No matter how often I cast you aside, you always await me, ready with a warm embrace regardless of my careless transgressions, caressingly soft even in idleness. Sometimes my favorite, other times out of fashion. I stretch you, I tear you, yet you are always willing to let me tie you. You hang around in patience and wrap around me with je ne sais quoi. Come neck with me. |
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Great post! |
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This is a fun idea. I'm glad you gave this thread a nudge, particularly since I didn't know it existed. I suspect I'll pop in now and again.
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Dear ******,
How I love to turn you on and bask in the glow of you as you warm up. Once in a while, something goes wrong and I can't turn you on no matter what I do. I have to wait for someone else to turn you on to take full advantage of you. You brighten any room you are in once someone flicks your switch. You are so easy tho, your button is right out where anyone can not only see it, but touch it as well. All it takes is one little flick of your button and you are turned on and burning away. Sincerely, Glad you are so easy... |
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OMG i've missed this thread!!!!!!!
gotta work right now, but i'll be back later!!!! |
Dear ****** ****,
I light candles and turn on some music. When I slip into you, you cover me with your warmth and almost always elicit a moan from my lips. You surround me with your heat, caressing every part of my body. You always have oils and salts and such so you smell so divine. When I leave you, I will carry your smell with me. I could spend hours with you. Sadly, you grow cold after a while..and if I don't warm you up, you become almost frosty to me. Eventually, it becomes more trouble than it is worth to keep you hot for me. So, I pull the plug on our relationship..and watch you go down the drain. Sincerely, Addicted to you |
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My last one for right now..
Dear *** *********, (or *** *****)
Warmth from you heats my face as I move you toward my mouth. My lips part, my tongue darts out to catch a drop of you before it is wasted. As I drink you in, you fill me with your heat and I am sated. Sometimes we play with whipped cream, sometimes you are sweet enough for me just the way you are. Either way, you are perfect, especially on a day as cold as today. Some try to convince me to drink in another, but I find that while hot, that one is quite bitter. You are all I need to warm the very core of me. Always, Fond of your sweetness |
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Dear *****
I saw you from afar, and I knew that it would be hard to go home without you. So, I picked you up, took you to the car. Though I tried to keep my eyes on the road, I couldn't help glancing at you as I drove, enjoying you sitting next to me, and knowing what I was going to do with you the minute I walked through the kitchen door. I nearly ran up the stairs in anticipation, barely setting my keys down before I brushed your softness against my lips, inhaled deeply, and sunk my teeth in for the kill. As my teeth connected with your skin, the scent of you, and your sweetness dripping down my throat, onto my tongue and down my face caused me to bite into you again, and again as I moaned in satisfaction. With anticipation of many future sticky trysts, Hollylane |
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