Sir,
I know it is forbidden, but I love to imagine how things would play out…
You'd likely get lost in the ocean of my eyes. Pretty sure you'd love my hair, and be mesmerized by my lips. I'm sure you'd love my breasts, too. Sometimes I get lost in my mind, imagining how you'd hold them in your hands, how your tongue would play with my nipples… Show me, sometime? Man, I'm not even ovulating and that's where I'm at…
I'm planning to start a little side project, something I'll be making with you in mind, surely. The idea of you, at least. It's more about me, really. But that's not for solo use, so… Thinking about a partenaire particulier will help keep me motivated on my task.
Who knows if we ever collide, maybe you'd be eager to play my games… I can feel the lion in you — I'm sure you'd be a perfect fit, sir.
I wonder which perfume you wear, what is your smell — I might get triggered to bite you in the neck. With love.
Oh, how lovely that would be to get a spin on a parallel timeline…
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