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Your clothes fall off so easily. Is it my fault? Has it always been that way?
Is it just better to command you skin when in dress, when in uniform? Do you respond better to my commands? Does your body inherently just sub-serve that little bit easier when you are naked and bare in front of my fully dressed body.
I like your frame bent like this, lying down; pinned to a flat cushion, stretched out before me, cold and lit with the falling sun.
I like the idea of parading you around better. Ankles bound by a length, tethered to your wrists pulled over your head. Short little steps blindfolded, pressed against walls, windows, over looking the city, empty cars, the falling sun.
Waiting for me, to stop, to give you a break, to let you have a moment to breathe, to make you cum, to take my clothes off.
How you like to wait? How i like to make you endure over and over. How we each win and lose in every encounter.
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i need this to happen to me
(via dirtypicturesturnmeon)Words cant describe how hot this is.
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