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[Nov. 15th, 2004|06:37 am] |
Today, I don't want your cock, or your pussy. I don't want your tongue.
I crave your finger, your hands upon me.
I shed my sleep slowly, to the feeling of one finger resting on my pussy. I barely move and it starts to drift between my legs. Loostening the folds, spreading the moisture, not entering. You pause.
You swipe at my clit and my hips arch wildly and you plunge into me. One finger up to the hilt. |
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[Aug. 8th, 2004|09:48 pm] |
Tell me something, show me something, reccommend something to me.
It can be anything:
A scent
A place
A feeling
A position
A food
Something new to try.
Anything at all, or even several. I know you're all people of discering tastes. |
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[Jul. 19th, 2004|09:48 pm] |
Friends Only
From now on, the majority of my entries will only visible to those on my friends list.
Please feel free to comment on this entry and I shall add you, but please bare in mind that it might take time to do so.
Beware, Adult Content, you shall only be added if your d.o.b is listed in your journal and you are over 18.
(I am a very dirty girl....) |
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