[rlin]

Originally Posted by 1PlayfulFemme

*laughing* (Gosh, this makes me feel SO easy - ask once, and I give right in! )

The Forbidden Post:

Dear ******, (or Dear *********)

Waiting for the moment when you are finally ready for me is killing me. My mouth is watering in anticipation. Your hot sauces touching my tongue make me long for more. My mouth closes around you, and sucks you in. Others may like you limp, but I find that a lil firmness is a good thing. I love the way you feel in my mouth. Your sauces cover my lips. You fill me completely. When I finally walk away from you, I am fully satisfied.

Always,
Sated

ah heck... if you cant share a bowl of spaghetti (???) with a neighbor...
and i will never tell... lola said so too... so there is no reason to berate yourself for being such a wanton woman...