Posts Tagged ‘come dance with me’
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When I hold you / in my arms / I won’t do you no harm…
— lyrics less spoken than urgently promised
Been really tired of the whole “sex isn’t fun unless you’re tied to metal box springs in a kink.com movie-set dungeon” business lately.
Because you know what’s also nice, especially in the summer? Plain old-fashioned fucking. The kind where you feel me behind you, feel my hands firmly gripping your hips, where it just feels like flying, where nobody’s in a hurry to get it over with, and where there’s no reason why we should.
Shall we dance, buttermilk?