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I hope you're agreeable to this new modality and will continue this arrangement as though we were meant to be. I hope this has satisfied your thirst and will continue to satisfy your thirst.
One of the beautiful things that I like about you is that you let me express without making me wet. At the same time, you are the best when coming out in a slow, steady manner. Mocking me all this while, you're continuing to come out smoothly and serenely. I wish you'd do that all the time when I touch you and not disappoint me. Do tell whenever you get dry and I shall fill you in with the right thrust and timely pushes. I hope you don't mind the dips through the necks of oblivious ecstasy.
This experience of using you has given me the greatest joy in recent times. It was a reconnection with an age-old tryst. A tryst that has put me in several spots and blots throughout life. Long after I forsake you, for short one-time affairs, you came back to run with me. Honestly speaking, I came searching for you and you gracefully kept by my side, finding a place close to my heart.
One of the biggest worries for me is that, I may have to part with you in light of recent events. There are speculations and questions around your origin. It is not the speculations that I fear, but I am afraid of your future. You are unique and truly one of the beauties that have come from beyond the highest of abodes. Though you may have come from eons away, there are a few who still yearn for you.
Catching everyone's eye is your gorgeous head that hides the sleek sharp figure within. People complain that you do not last long enough, but only the well initiated understand how to handle you. I am proud to say that I, though not yet a master, have understood the intricate nuances of welling you up sufficiently to keep me excited for hours and sometimes sparingly for days together.
The real trick lies in suspending you deep inside, poised at a right angle and then pushing through your navel repeatedly and tantalisingly long enough so that you are filled up to your utmost satisfaction. Knowing this secret is the key to managing you and keeps you happy. Practice makes perfect. The more your body works with me, the smoother and more enjoyable the experience.
Sometimes I feel that such an experience brings my heart out with love and tenderness wishing for the wells of joy to never dry as we etch this piece of future history.
Basing such meetings appropriately also matters. The softness and smoothness of the floor surely brings the best out in both of us. The ecstatic combination of all three is some thing really. Those are the times, when I feel I should hold you, caress you, stroke you along the curves for as long as you last.
Hoping for many many such journeys with you
Yours lovingly
The thumb, forefinger and middle fingers of my right-hand (together)
Holding a long unused HERO PEN, MADE IN CHINA,
Writing on the last pages of my classmate notebook.
I hope you're agreeable to this new modality and will continue this arrangement as though we were meant to be. I hope this has satisfied your thirst and will continue to satisfy your thirst.
One of the beautiful things that I like about you is that you let me express without making me wet. At the same time, you are the best when coming out in a slow, steady manner. Mocking me all this while, you're continuing to come out smoothly and serenely. I wish you'd do that all the time when I touch you and not disappoint me. Do tell whenever you get dry and I shall fill you in with the right thrust and timely pushes. I hope you don't mind the dips through the necks of oblivious ecstasy.
This experience of using you has given me the greatest joy in recent times. It was a reconnection with an age-old tryst. A tryst that has put me in several spots and blots throughout life. Long after I forsake you, for short one-time affairs, you came back to run with me. Honestly speaking, I came searching for you and you gracefully kept by my side, finding a place close to my heart.
One of the biggest worries for me is that, I may have to part with you in light of recent events. There are speculations and questions around your origin. It is not the speculations that I fear, but I am afraid of your future. You are unique and truly one of the beauties that have come from beyond the highest of abodes. Though you may have come from eons away, there are a few who still yearn for you.
Catching everyone's eye is your gorgeous head that hides the sleek sharp figure within. People complain that you do not last long enough, but only the well initiated understand how to handle you. I am proud to say that I, though not yet a master, have understood the intricate nuances of welling you up sufficiently to keep me excited for hours and sometimes sparingly for days together.
The real trick lies in suspending you deep inside, poised at a right angle and then pushing through your navel repeatedly and tantalisingly long enough so that you are filled up to your utmost satisfaction. Knowing this secret is the key to managing you and keeps you happy. Practice makes perfect. The more your body works with me, the smoother and more enjoyable the experience.
Sometimes I feel that such an experience brings my heart out with love and tenderness wishing for the wells of joy to never dry as we etch this piece of future history.
Basing such meetings appropriately also matters. The softness and smoothness of the floor surely brings the best out in both of us. The ecstatic combination of all three is some thing really. Those are the times, when I feel I should hold you, caress you, stroke you along the curves for as long as you last.
Hoping for many many such journeys with you
Yours lovingly
The thumb, forefinger and middle fingers of my right-hand (together)
Holding a long unused HERO PEN, MADE IN CHINA,
Writing on the last pages of my classmate notebook.
