Technically nobody deserves a blowjob. It’s literally not a job! Instead it’s a gift. In both senses, meaning not just something given but something one has more or less of an aptitude and affinity for.
But!
Just because they’re neither earned nor purchased nor an entitlement, who wants to either give a gift or apply ones gifts to a… selfish toolbag?
Go down on your sweetly because you like them and want them to feel good. Do it because it makes you happy.
Meanwhile as a hungry Daddy I’m sort of the opposite. Getting blowjobs makes me happy because I know I’ll get to go down on you next.
Funny how we can spend all day together talking about the weather and sand dollars and who came up with the phrase “elbow grease,” and then.. a long pause… a shared look… a fist in your hair… and lips parted for a long, first kiss.
Come dance with me, delphiniums red, I’ll dance with you, delphiniums blue.
I want your sweet nectar all over my face. I want the heady, intoxicating smell of you deep within my nostrils. I want the delectable taste of your cunt to flood my mouth. I want you to wriggle and squirm. I want you to be overcome with sensation. I want you swearing, and gritting your teeth. I want you grabbing my hair to steady yourself. I want you to be so sodden with desire, lust and pleasure, that the bed is soaked with you. I want your orgasm to consume you, wave after wave of satisfaction rendering you breathless, as I continue to lick you through them. I want to feast on you.
Honestly! If I want to eat you, my dear, this is exactly why. Not to “get you ready” or because it’s polite or because I read about it in a magazine that “girls like that.”
If I want to do it to you (and I’ve mentioned I do) it’s because you’d be a total banquet with appetizers, entertainment, and delightfully intimate after-dinner conversation. And dancing cheek to… cheek.
By Thomas Oldenough | June 1, 2019 | Comments Off on Dancing in backless gowns and with no gloves because…
Dancing in backless gowns and with no gloves, for the same reason we dance cheek to cheek: skin feels good when we’re not having sex too, doesn’t it, toothpick?
If you say run I’ll run with you And if you say hide We’ll hide Because my love for you Would break my heart in two If you should fall into my arms And tremble like a flower
Let’s dance Let’s dance For fear your grace should fall Let’s dance For fear tonight is all Let’s sway You could look into my eyes Let’s sway Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight – David Bowie
