i want you, anyway you want me. i want you to take me, slowly, quickly. do with me what you wish. i'm tired of pretending. god. you get my mind. reeling. i feel absolutely insane with you. you make me so ******* angry. i wish i could put you in your place.
i'm kidding. i'm not the dominant one. but you? ****. you're built to be dominant. your hands are just the perfect size to fit around my throat. your fingers down my throat or you using them to tease me? drives me wild. i want you to degrade me. laugh at me. tease me. **** me until i cry and then some.
i want to be so thoroughly wrecked and ruined by you. i want to feel it for weeks. i want to be covered in your marks. bruises, hickies, bite marks, scratches. i want my skin turned red.
you gave me bite marks Bites on my body That no one else sees Bites That consists of pain And also pleasure You're the same like those marks Both gives off A temporary feelings And eventually It fades Forever
In life, there are always choices to make To turn events into wants and desires To turn dreams into reality To turn reality into your space To make your space, Well, Your space....
Get your bite out of life Take the biggest and baddest bite Take a bite soooo big that people notice People will want to join you with your bite Your bite... Not there bite, Your bite... Do you want to share Your bite?
Open up your mind Open up and decide What space What bite What reality Just What Do You Want....!
Brian Hill - 2019#112 Inspired by choices to bite....
Choices are a gift to us all Are we making them Are we getting our bite out of life