Tell Me Your Secrets


With the rain beating down upon the roof, let your body tell me all your secrets.
Sing your beautiful melody for me, let it travel to the heavens.
Yet even if all the angels hear you, they cannot claim you as their own. For you are mine now and forever.
There is beauty in your squirming, how your smooth legs squeeze together at a tickle.
But it does help me little, for I want to tear them apart to look upon your throbbing cunt. I want to take in how you are trimmed, how you pulsate for me. How your juices flow freely because you are singing for me.
Then I will take you angel, devour you like a hungry animal.
Again I ask you: tell me your secrets.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this bit of free form writing I did this morning. I’m going back to my blissful slumber. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy. And remember: tell me your secrets šŸ™‚


7 thoughts on “Tell Me Your Secrets

      1. Well for one thing, woman will never be equal to men. I have been a tomboy my whole life I just feel more comfortable in the shoes of a man. I adore woman, everything from their soft supple skin to their intellectual outlooks. Not sure I would enjoy the cock and balls…but to be feared, loved and respected-that’s what has always attracted me to walking as the opposite sex. šŸ˜‰

        ~slave bri

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