Dear Val, Have you ever felt what he wants?, Where do you live?, At what temperature occurs in humans?, What is the optimal level of use?. Well, yesterday I felt all the answers at once, something like that in my hand stroking your cock over your black pants. Just at that time that said leave your home, which ultimately proved no more than a preliminary to reality. I had sex brutal sex and orgasms until dawn everywhere with others, but what I felt yesterday became obsessed. Never before have I felt something similar and so little satisfaction at once. It's like the opposite of true love, even with a higher intensity. Have you ever been in love?. Well, think just the opposite. It is a place between the white and black, almost about to red. A corner and a haven at a time where vulgarity, indecency and perversion have no place to hide and dance a perfect rhythm. Where we can moan until they die of thirst, where no one commands, where the purple color of my knees achieved with blows are allowed and the use of force to turn around about myself is a plus. Believe me when I confess that I am not jealous of her, or your life with him. Moreover, I am comforted to be happy and not me who should bear your anger, your clutter and adventure weekends that soldier. I just want to wake him to make love in the most beast thinking about me, you are able to continue your life even need to have sex with me, or any part of my body separately. I want nothing from you than your wants and your desires. I offer to change my Will. Perhaps this sounds too poetic text to what you requested, which ultimately is nothing more than sex, but with a protagonist who had not previously appeared in this story, the discretion.
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