the unexpected pleasure of seeing you in my room out of the sudden in a cold afternoon
even though it has to be told
you will never see me from where i see you
pier paolo pasolini, on the set of salo or 120 days of sodom (1975)
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story of my life
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I will alternate what you will hear and feel from me while I slowly push in and of you. I will tell you how I love your tightness around me when I first slide in deep. I will moan every time I give you that little thrust to be fully inside you.
I will breath in your smell with my face buried in your hair as I increase my movements. I will bite your shoulder, your neck, your ear, with my arms grabbing you tighter.
I will whisper into your ear how much I want to cum inside you as my thrusts become shorter but harder. I will look for your mouth with mine when I’m ready to let go.
I want you breathing into me while I’m releasing into you. Breath by breath. Moan by moan. Push by push. Then, finally, we will stop moving. The intensity will leave our bodies. My arms around you will not.
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