Essence
I love girls that I can relate to when having sex. Colorado is messed up in the head like me and we have the best sex. Our kisses are soulful and deep. It is almost like we can hear each other's hearts pounding. I can feel her breathe and heart beat in unison with mine. When she cums all over my dick, face or fingers she doesn't hold back. She has said she trusts me and I make her feel wonderful. It is powerful and fulfilling to make her want me and wanting to please me every day. Today I gave her a look and she said it made her wet. She asked me why I think that I could pleasure her so much and I replied, "I give 110% to the person I am with. Nothing distracts me and I almost feel like I am one with them. There soul is with me and we are dancing in unison. Your mind is with me, your breath, your thoughts, our bodies. My pleasure is feeling her pleasure. There have been times I didn't cum, but the power I had over the other person pleased me enough. What better satisfaction than to have a girl fucked so thoroughly well that she can't move, legs shaking, and that dreamy face of satisfaction. Then the thought of ..that was me that did that to her! To look at someone and they become wet and blushed. Someone begging you to cum in them that they want to feel your dick shooting inside them.
Last time we fucked Colorado passed out on me and lay there for an hour or so. My cock in her pussy and my arms around her sleeping....our breathing becoming one in unison. This is the stuff I love.
Love to me anymore is not of the sense I used to know. Love is that connection that I just described. I will never love like I did before when I got married. This love is gone and I refuse to let it back into my life.
Colorado and I talked and we have soo many things that we have dealt with in our lives. I used to think of ending it all. We both have and we talked about it. I think everyone does at one point or another. Just maybe more prominently when you are alone. Pain is hard on your mental state and things can really fuck with your head. Need to get drunk this weekend but afraid of myself if I did. I know I will and will not remember anything. Maybe someone will end it all for me, who knows. Just as long as I don't do something stupid.
Last time we fucked Colorado passed out on me and lay there for an hour or so. My cock in her pussy and my arms around her sleeping....our breathing becoming one in unison. This is the stuff I love.
Love to me anymore is not of the sense I used to know. Love is that connection that I just described. I will never love like I did before when I got married. This love is gone and I refuse to let it back into my life.
Colorado and I talked and we have soo many things that we have dealt with in our lives. I used to think of ending it all. We both have and we talked about it. I think everyone does at one point or another. Just maybe more prominently when you are alone. Pain is hard on your mental state and things can really fuck with your head. Need to get drunk this weekend but afraid of myself if I did. I know I will and will not remember anything. Maybe someone will end it all for me, who knows. Just as long as I don't do something stupid.
posted by ADIDAS at 8:48 PM
1 Comments:
i like the deeper thoughts in your mind, the emotions, the feelings and it is poetic to me. you have a dark side that intrigues me.
side note: be careful, i am sure you are old enough (don't know your age) to realize that drinking the pain away won't help but make it worse. pain is best dealt with unmedicated. face it head on and trust me, you will walk away from it changed. i said changed, not happy or skipping to the park, but possibly charged and definitely stronger.
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