I return to the white sandy beach, the night sky beckons to me.Stopping at the shoreline, feel the cold waves brush over my feet.Instead of looking into the dark and lonely ocean shore. I pause and gaze up at the moonlight. Kneeling on my knees,closing my...
The machine was built for pleasure. Independent of external forces, it rocked and rolled, ebbed and flowed on cushioning foam and silent springs. Touching parts were exquisitely oiled so they moved freely, yet still maintained sufficient contact. A delici...
You fuck me using all your skill but it's A soulless story. Where's the slick denouement? Where's the clever ploy? You leave me full of Empty joy; a salad feast replete with Colour, crispness, salty mayonnaise These weighty days of famine how I crave A...
