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"My Dream."
I can think about two things I really love...
The first is a fire burning in the woods on
a snowy day; ahhh, the tranquility it brings,
(over 3000 feet is where I feel most at Home,
here; where the airs Purer and I feel Release,
in these higher Elevations),
And, the second is a beautiful woman, (more
inside than out), with her legs open, smelling
like she's ready to be ravished, over and over..
Beckoning me; Welcoming... Come... and be
one with me
Enter into My Temple and we'll Worship
together; You, Enjoy the Warmth and tight,
comforting grip that my inside gives and I, will
be rendered, Pleased by your Phallus as it sends
me into fits...
Each time, I'm spread open by it
Now, the two of these scenarios, happening at
once; that would be great...
Having wild, animalistic sex, in the mountains,
while it's snowing; You panting and me, growling
Don't worry, you wouldn't be cold: the sweat and
heat from the sex, would keep us warmed
Red and flushed cheeks and inside of the tent,
smelling so sweet, with your bodies aroma
The first is a fire burning in the woods on
a snowy day; ahhh, the tranquility it brings,
(over 3000 feet is where I feel most at Home,
here; where the airs Purer and I feel Release,
in these higher Elevations),
And, the second is a beautiful woman, (more
inside than out), with her legs open, smelling
like she's ready to be ravished, over and over..
Beckoning me; Welcoming... Come... and be
one with me
Enter into My Temple and we'll Worship
together; You, Enjoy the Warmth and tight,
comforting grip that my inside gives and I, will
be rendered, Pleased by your Phallus as it sends
me into fits...
Each time, I'm spread open by it
Now, the two of these scenarios, happening at
once; that would be great...
Having wild, animalistic sex, in the mountains,
while it's snowing; You panting and me, growling
Don't worry, you wouldn't be cold: the sweat and
heat from the sex, would keep us warmed
Red and flushed cheeks and inside of the tent,
smelling so sweet, with your bodies aroma
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