Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #tylerknott
I want to arch like a bridge because of you and tremor with the quake of your touch; to feel my pulse in your hands like sonic aftershocks.
Dean Winchester/Jenson Ackles- Eye of The Tiger <3
This is so fucking funny! I remember watching this and literally crying because my laughing hurt so much.
Cumming in a different kind of hole.
Everyone wants that someone special to hold, someone to spend the day and night with, unaware of time, countless hours pass by like seconds. Sinking into each other’s arms while whispering sweet nothings to one another. I haven’t found my special someone yet, but hopefully one day, she’ll replace this pillow - mr-extraordinarypositivity.tumblr.com
Message in a bottle…
I just want to come home, pull off all his clothes, and have one hand holding down his foreskin with my thumb at the base making slow, steady circles. I want to feel him pump as he fills up in my mouth. My other hand would cup his balls lightly and push them toward my chin every time I came down on him. Once he’s good and hard, I’d want him to turn me around and fuck me from behind, holding my breasts as he cantilever’s his dick to push against the base of my entrance whilst his head rubs the top of my vagina. I’d want him to do this eratically, to drive me crazy with his inconsistency, and once I’m shaking with anticipation for him to go ever faster, he would plunge himself deep in me and plant it there as he rubs my clit. The tease would fire all my senses and I would grind him wanting more. I would want him to stay inside of me as I cum all over him so he could feel me pulse with extasy. Then, with him hard and soaking wet, I would assume the doggy position and have him do anal sex with me, trading off whose really fucking who until he unloaded inside of me. This is how I would like to end a very long day. Now, whose game?