"STOP! Move no further, now is the when we slow down, and savor the luscious feel of our lovers body. Each piece an elaborate puzzle, every morsel to be relished, bathed in our affections and as we move down their throats, so much intense satisfaction lingers upon this patch of flesh. It is an erogenous zone unlike any other, and while sinking your teeth into his throat, you remind him as you leave your mark upon his skin that he is yours, each time he looks in the mirror for the days to come, a single bruise with your cute, little square teeth adorning his flesh will cause him to smile, remembering that moment. His fingers will trace the lines his woman graced him with, worn as a trophy and envied by all. His female is not afraid of reminding the world what is hers, a warning to anyone who dare tread where they do not belong, as much as to leave him the envy of a sad world who knows not what it means to be in love, to be completely desired.Yet, you remind him every chance you get, and as your mouth moves over his throat, to that spot right below his ear, you tell him, a heated growl that will leave him trembling….. “MINE…..”

"STOP! Move no further, now is the when we slow down, and savor the luscious feel of our lovers body. Each piece an elaborate puzzle, every morsel to be relished, bathed in our affections and as we move down their throats, so much intense satisfaction lingers upon this patch of flesh. It is an erogenous zone unlike any other, and while sinking your teeth into his throat, you remind him as you leave your mark upon his skin that he is yours, each time he looks in the mirror for the days to come, a single bruise with your cute, little square teeth adorning his flesh will cause him to smile, remembering that moment. His fingers will trace the lines his woman graced him with, worn as a trophy and envied by all. His female is not afraid of reminding the world what is hers, a warning to anyone who dare tread where they do not belong, as much as to leave him the envy of a sad world who knows not what it means to be in love, to be completely desired.

Yet, you remind him every chance you get, and as your mouth moves over his throat, to that spot right below his ear, you tell him, a heated growl that will leave him trembling….. “MINE…..”

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