The feminine urge to absolutely fuck him into oblivion. To pull his hair, push his head face down into the mattress, pound his ass and cover it with handprints. I need him to be moaning, sighing and bucking like a starved animal. Then to cuddle. Is tha
Some people don’t know what to do with a good man, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then overthink it, over analyze it, over manage them. But oh my....if they figure it out.
