This is how I want to live
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Postad:16 juni 2016 8:27 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:24 mars 2021 7:41 pm 21811 besök
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When I look at you, I can't remember what I am waiting for.
I forget who I am and I forget why I even came.
This is how I want to live; like I'm lost in something I love and every moment I spend is like I'm waiting for something inspiring to happen.
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What Am I To Do?
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Postad:24 maj 2016 10:49 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:21 mars 2021 5:33 pm 23179 besök
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Of everything I have seen, it's you that I want to go on seeing.
Of everything I have touched, it's your flesh that I want to go on touching.
I love your laughter.
I am moved by the sight of you sleeping.
What am I to do?
I don't know how other's love or how people loved in the past,
I live watching you, loving you.
Being in love is my nature.
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How Would I Please Him?
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Postad:25 mars 2016 8:58 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:19 februari 2021 11:04 am 25902 besök
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A recent wintery blast of freezing rain and ice pellets caused the postponement of plans to meet for breakfast.
We talked on the phone, frustrated, teasing, flirting, and re-scheduled our get together.
He followed up with this email, 'I'm sitting here looking at the great oral picture you posted. Please describe how you would do that to me? I'm right in front of you, hard as a rock and waiting for your next move.'
Here is my response.......
I am sitting on the edge of the bed, and you have undressed down to your boxer-briefs, which drives me wild.
I reach for your hips and pull you closer to me.
Looking up at you, my fingers begin to trace along the top edge and then down your hip bones.
I rub my mouth along the outline of your bulge and feel your cock twitch, pushing against the fabric.
Your masculine body smell is intoxicating.
My hands reach around and clutch your butt cheeks, squeezing them gently.
I can’t wait to taste you but want to take my time to arouse, entice and excite you.
I slowly start to pull your boxer-briefs down, and trace my tongue down your hip bone.
As the fabric lowers, my tongue flicks across your skin leaving a moisture trail.
I look up at you again as I tug your shorts all the way down and your cock springs out, slapping against my chin.
“Mmmm, yes, take me ’ you moan.
My fingers reach under, cupping your balls, squeezing them gently.
My tongue darts out and licks the drops of pre-cum oozing out.
Your body twitches and you arch your back, raising your cock higher to me.
My head lowers, my warm mouth surrounds the glistening head of your cock, and you gasp as my tongue licks all around it.
My fingers release your balls, encircle your rock-hard shaft and make their slow ascent upwards, easing you further and deeper into my throat.
Your hips start thrusting back and forth, moaning louder as your arousal intensifies.
I let go of you, stand up, turn you around by the shoulders, backing you up against the bed, and give you a gentle shove.
Smiling down at you, I whisper, “Now the real fun begins”.........
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A Dream Come True
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Postad:23 mars 2016 12:04 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:15 maj 2022 11:24 am 25995 besök
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He began to make love to her, slowly, surely, taking it easy.
She closed her eyes and fell into his rhythm.
He smells so good, she thought. Like a strong, fragrant soap mixed with his masculine body smell.
He has the kind of body she dreamt about.
Smooth skin.
Taut surfaces.
She is in lust.
Tactile touches.
A rush of pure sweat.
An avalanche of desire.
Plunging into heaven.
Going all the way.
Feeling his power.
Working together.
So gentle.
So hard.
Breathless.
Amazing.
Heady.
Intoxicating.
Falling into ecstasy.
And finally
Together.
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Terms of Endearment
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Postad:19 mars 2016 10:37 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:31 juli 2020 11:59 am 25987 besök
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There are certain 'pet names' that just don't appeal to me: honey, darling, sweetie, babe. I dislike them even more when someone, whom I don't know includes them in an introductory email to me or in a comment on one of my pics.
I don't know how it started or who was the first to call me it, the one that absolutely makes me melt is 'sunshine'.
What can I say, I am sentimental. It makes me think of this great song by Bill Withers.
Ain't No Sunshine
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's away
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And she's always gone too long
Anytime she goes away
Wonder this time where she's gone
Wonder if she's gone to stay
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away
And I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know,
Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
And this house just ain't no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Songwriter
Bill Withers
So my question to you is: other than your name, what do you like to be called or enjoy calling someone else?
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Happy St. Patrick's Day
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Postad:17 mars 2016 8:47 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:19 mars 2016 10:37 pm 25342 besök
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No matter how you spent the day, whether you celebrate St. Patrick's Day or not, I wanted to pass along the Traditional Irish Blessing which is often used as a toast:
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
May God be with you and bless you;
May you see your children's children.
May you be poor in misfortune,
Rich in blessings,
May you know nothing but happiness
From this day forward.
May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the warm rays of sun fall upon your home
And may the hand of a friend always be near.
May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you.
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Easier In Bed???
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Postad:13 mars 2016 10:11 am
Senast Uppdaterad:1 mars 2021 1:33 pm 25708 besök
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Interesting concept that it’s ‘easier in bed’.
Words are unspoken. Letting our bodies dictate our movements.
Slowly kissing...touching...licking...tasting.
Our eyes transfixed on each other, saying everything without uttering a word.
Bodies entwined, locked together in an erotic rhythm.
Thrusting, deeper, harder, faster.
Moaning softly.
Pulses racing....hearts beating out of control.
Exploding over and over again.
Gentle, soft touches as our bodies start to relax and we drift off to sleep, contented and knowing we will start again when we awaken.
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Feeling Sentimental
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Postad:7 november 2015 5:50 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:11 mars 2021 1:19 pm 27913 besök
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For as long as I can remember, music has always been a big part of my life.
It has the uncanny ability to transport me back to a particular place and time, and to elicit so many thoughts, emotions and memories.
My personal collection spans multiple genres and I equally enjoy instrumentals and lyrics.
Perhaps it's the time of year as the seasons continue to change and the year is drawing closer to the end or because I am content to be at home on a Saturday night lost in my thoughts that made be think of this song. It has always brought tears to my eyes and touches my soul.
Always On My Mind -Willie Nelson
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
And maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl I'm sorry I was blind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
And maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me,
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me, give me
One more chance to keep you satisfied
I'll keep you satisfied
What songs impact you?
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Not Just A Pair of Breasts
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Postad:30 october 2015 9:00 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:5 december 2015 9:27 pm 27542 besök
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Recently I changed my main profile pic with a comment to see if people would notice.
I did it purposely for a couple of reasons.
1) I was tired of almost every guy in the IM, using the opening line: 'wish that was me you were blowing' or 'that should be me' or something equivalent
2) To see if it would change the types of comments / messages that I received.
It's been an interesting experiment.
In the IM, often the opening comment is 'Yes I noticed' and it starts a conversation.
In emails, almost no one starts the message with a comment about it unless it's someone I have previously chatted with / met.
Everyone posts or chooses not to post pictures for different reasons.
I am curious how people decide which picture to have as their main pic. And if they post none, why not?
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If You Ever Fall in Love....
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Postad:7 maj 2015 8:52 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:29 augush 2021 11:46 am 22529 besök
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Fall in love with someone who wants to know your favourite colour and just how you like your coffee.
Fall in love with someone who loves the way you laugh and would do absolutely anything to hear it.
Fall in love with someone who puts their head on your chest just to hear your heart beat.
Fall in love with someone who kisses you in public and is proud to show you off to anyone they know.
Fall in love with someone who makes you question why you were afraid to fall in love in the first place.
Fall in love with someone who would never, ever would want to hurt you.
Fall in love with someone who falls in love with your flaws and thinks you are perfect, just the way you are.
Fall in love with someone who thinks that you are the ONE they would love to wake up to each day.
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Who I Am
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Postad:16 december 2014 7:22 pm
Senast Uppdaterad:17 september 2021 7:08 pm 23704 besök
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I may not be someone's first choice, but I am a great choice.
I may not be rich, but I am valuable.
I don't pretend to be someone I am not, because I am good at being me.
I may not be proud of some of the things I have done in the past, but I am proud of who I am today.
I may not be perfect, but I don't have to be.
Take me as I am, or watch me as I walk away.
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