I was built to please you.
from the way I pout my lips, to the curvy shape of my hips.
I lay on my back, eyes sunken below the horizon
and let you enter in.
does this please you, would you like me to twist and spin.
My lips become your playground and my body is now your colony.
I Lay back and remain silent, and let you enjoy your curiosity.
you see, I am no longer mine, I'm now made to serve you.
Subjected to me knees and my back, routine positions and nothing new.
stiff necked and teary eyed, are now the signs of my gratitude and love
A good job done Is when I let you finish properly...not when I've had enough.
My body is a temple, the only occupant is you.
a glorious sacrifice I make, ensuring I keep a good view.
eyes rolling back and toes curling.
when can I stop? I ask.
sit back and enjoy this session girl,
I do so, and put on my mask.
I was made to please you and that's okay, but one day you will please me.
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Florence J (Pseudonym) (
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Crap sex.
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Heya,
just seen this.
I too agree sex is not very pleasing when it doesn't benefit you
Benefit both.
I have swooned! heehee.
heheee
just going through the motions aint good enough is it .. I imagine so many here will be able to relate to these finely threaded words my friend ..
and very much enjoyed you were too ............ N 🙂 x
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