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 of us never found time to be happy because we were too busy trying to be strong. I felt that I felt that a lot. Just know that I got you...always.
