in the darkest of the nights is the dream which comes across my mind every time. The aroma of the sweat running through your body, entices my vulnerable heart more to make you writhe in pleasure and make you moan. Your smooth talks makes me think I should reach your core, so that you gasp for air, for the pleasure you are feeling is beyond your control. I feel gratified watching your wilderness and you begin to jump on my pole, watching you biting your lips and playing with your hair, makes me crave for you more and as the moments come to end, you make me sore but I enjoyed all this time, to my heart's core. Exploring you when you are stripped, tied, and all your manhood demanding attention, is something I lust over, every night,
