Erotic Confession

Love within any means is that of possession
For within one's mind love must be obsession
A table with five legs and no limits with sexual discretion
For when i want my love in physical form
True love is the intention.
One leg for each trust, loyalty, respect, and communication
With erotica sitting center at attention
So,
Trust,
I expect loyalty and respect,
For when i communicate i want what is mine, love should grab my dick and pleasure my erection
The mere thought of cumming correct your motivation

Now,

We may dance,
We may entrance the thought that encompasses that of which glances upon our minds when….
Mear traces of memories we make with each session
The evanescence that fuels the fire of what will become your erotic confession
For with time, the orgasmic trance only deepens temptation
With each erotic pleasure that feeds our fountains of youth, as we rise to climactic excavation

What shall the dance be today?

A good long hard fuck, as we let the time drift away
within what feels like forever but is really just a glance

Or maybe something sweet with a twist of take this dick

Can we,
get lost within Evermore?
Get lost upon the rocking chair and cum in catalepsy.
Stuck on a feeling as my dick makes your labias feel luxury

If not, its ok, ill love you either way,
I will fuck the shit out of you and steal your cum away.
Juices will flow as you clap your ass upon my cock and your sweet juices drip my way

The way i choose,

As you understand,
I cum when I desire,
Where upon your body you can choose.

SO,
Grab your sweet sensitive mind and wrap your lips around the thought of confessions
And submit
Beg for Papi to pleasure you,
Confess your obsession.