I Want to Run My Hand up Her Fish Net Covered Popliteal

The psyche is formed through assimilating physical compliments.  She was given less compliments than the other one.  Her soul was stronger.  The other one’s soul was abjectly unrousing to my platonic attraction of her.  Despite this, I feel more towards her.  Feel more, towards a vapid piece of flesh.  And the truly beautiful one: my

Accentuated Flesh

Accentuated Flesh The well-shaped pieces of meat, on their way somewhere. They wiggle and strut along, not wanting to be fucked, but wanting to want to be fucked. There’s an ego to them, It stifles and consumes me. Somedays I give them my power. Other days I put my head down, and look at my