the raw animal heat that sparks the air between us we are flayed by the looks that are given to us but there is too much sexuality fluctuating in that air i watch you and realize this is not romantic its purely sexual and this makes me smile for this is my realm we are horny and not ashamed to admit it! its our right to be two horny bastards but i giggle, not ruining the moment and we stare at each other its getting late on the street becoming fleet its sexual just sex doesn't mean i have to see or talk to you again. just sex.
Reason for writing:
ive NEVER felt like this. but i know a lot of you have...
right??
Birth sign: Aries
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