Consumer
Elder Statesman
Do. Not. Care.
If it is, fine.
Cheer me up, woman.
Distract me. Make me forget. Enfold my senses in black silk, the scent of you slick upon it, the touch of your nails, the taste of your tongue.
I'm tired of this struggle. Let me submerge in you. For a moment, serve me, and in turn be open to all of this hopeless rage and furry poured into the passion of my thrusts into you. Let me fill you, while you enfold me. Take me back to the earth from which I came. Earth-mother, fuck me and make me forget, even if only for a time...
Kiss me so that I stop crying.
If it is, fine.
Cheer me up, woman.
Distract me. Make me forget. Enfold my senses in black silk, the scent of you slick upon it, the touch of your nails, the taste of your tongue.
I'm tired of this struggle. Let me submerge in you. For a moment, serve me, and in turn be open to all of this hopeless rage and furry poured into the passion of my thrusts into you. Let me fill you, while you enfold me. Take me back to the earth from which I came. Earth-mother, fuck me and make me forget, even if only for a time...
Kiss me so that I stop crying.