SoleFood:

Woman…

It is no secret she is truly beautiful, making anything and everything she does so fruitful, the title queen does suit you. She is a work of art, must handle with caution, if you don’t want it scarred, as it may make it hard for another to know how priceless this treasure is. Something’s gotta give; she is so exquisite, from her thin waistline, nice hips, luscious lips and shapely breasts. Constantly putting us to the test making sure we’re thinking with the right head… Instead, some of us picture how we can flip them in different positions, placing them under submission until their bodies are submitting juices that seduces our dick, making us think we’re the shit. Don’t get it twisted, some of us are the shit, we can stick, flip, and yes, lick you into a dimension that relieves great tension; that the extension of your hands clinching the sheets is all that’s left as you become weak. Lady, you to do damage, things we can’t manage to handle, as you dismantle our core, while to love you replaces the urge to score. We adore your unique style, from chinky eyes to thick thighs, heavy accent that ascends with your seductive smile, along with your soft touch, that sometimes makes us blush. Yeah, they are times we want to fuck, but you’re the one that deserves our love. There is no rush, for your grace ness allows us to be patient and embrace it with open hearts and minds. Along with your help, together we’ll find that place, but no matter what happens, remember your style and grace we will always appreciate.

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Unveiling

We can make this an all the time thing or keep it on the low with just the night shift, but either way, I promise orgasms will be established and that’s the last thing on my mind. I want to find ways to get inside of you by taking the time to talk and listen, not just be on a mission to see how many positions I can get you in. I want our conversations to always be interesting, blistering your mental vortex, way before I explore your body in bed. I don’t want to be between your legs just yet, I just want to be the one that runs through your head when you lay to rest or hold a pillow against you chest. To put in better retrospect, I want to love you as if the world were about to end, I’m telling you all this hoping you comprehend so that you can give me a helping hand into loving you, rather than have me confused with other guys thinking I just want to get between your thighs. I’m willing to see if this ride has the chance to turn into an enterprise that not even the bubonic plague can demise. I want to become the sparkle in your eyes, your dreams when you sleep at night, your anger when you fight, your tears if you ever should cry, but most of all I want to be your groom and you my bride.