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rich:
hot lava flow
wait:
else you’ll burn your tongue
freeze-dry me: 5mins (tops)
result = hot: but not sizzling
perfect for sipping.
me?: rich in vitamin e
you?: severely under-nourished
us?: doctor and nurse
feeding, taking,
rubbing, biting,
rocking, not stopping
’til toilet seat: breaks in two
told you it wouldn’t hold, mr nurse
me?: a big girl
your fault?: totally
feeding me ice cream at 3.
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rubbing, biting
rocking, not stopping
as blisters lodge deep into your skin..
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(img credit: cane rosso)
I had this dream once…
I was a man.
I wasn’t a woman being a man.
I was a man.
I was standing behind this woman…making love to her…in a board room…on the table…it was one of those long, grand, shiny, mahogany tables.
Her stomach on the table…my hand on her hips…on her waist…thrusting…
…firm…steady…rhythmic.
I could feel the sensations round my groin area …even when I woke up.
I think it’s the closest I’ll ever get to knowing what it’s really like for guys, ‘cos I ain’t looking to have a sex-change anytime soon! I like the body I chose to be born in.
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I’ve sometimes fantasised about doing it with a woman with a strap-on dildo so maybe that’s what that dream was all about.
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(p.s: Has anyone watched that film they did on BBC1? - it was a while ago - can’t remember the name, Velvet something (Tipping the Velvet?) - I think it was set in the Victorian age. In one scene, a woman was dressed as a man - a soldier, I think. Her bottom half was full frontal except for a strap-on. She sat on a chair and then this other woman (fully clothed) climbed on top and had her wicked way. It was one of the most erotic scenes I’d ever seen. Was actually surprised the BBC showed it (pleased though). I reckon either a woman directed it or a man who was very ‘in tune’.)