I Love Him Because
I Love to Love
Love is in Him
Therefore I can not help but to Love Him
It is not the look of lust in His eye's
It is not how hard He cums between my juicy thighs
I Love Him because of the Love He has inside
The way He carries himself
How protective He is of me
His intelligence is sexy
It is not only His visible beauty
Why I Love Him
The Love in Him captivates Me
When I see Him
I look beyond what the ordinary eye can see
The root of Him
His warm and yummy center
His loving soul
That is what keeps me near
Even when we aren't in proximity
His love energy has a way to call out to me
When our love is merged into one
There's always peace,no arguing,absolutely no fussing
The sex is sensuous and solemn
He's attached to me and my bosom
Suckling,like a naked starving newborn
And I,sit in His lap
Bouncing provocatively,Daddy's good girl
His Love comforts me
Never you mind, the cum that flows down His knee
I Love Him Because
This attraction is far greater than fleshly pleasures
The Universe is responsible
For a love like this,creating something not typical,above ordinary,not pliable
From the sexy ways to the Love games we play
Will forever keep friends&others wondering
How do you manage
Why do you keep carrying on
With this thing you call Love
Because Love is positive
And He is the epitome of positivity
Traditional thinkers get consumed with possession and obsession of another
Their sole concentration is the quest to conquer and control
Love wasn't created to imprison your lover
Nonetheless, Love will pay the ransom, if your heart is attached to a good soul.
Love is highly tangible, although you can't touch it. It was Love that gave Life to me,I shall Live for Love, I will be Love, and my Life will be filled with Love.~Dream~1/19/15
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Dear Diary:
There is this man I cannot stop dreaming about. He has the brightest smile you could ever see. His body glows when he comes out the darkness to be with me. His arms are strong enough to pick me up and fuck me in the air. His embrace is tight like a vice grip, but very comforting.
The sex we have in my dreams is the best I have ever had. It brings forth all of my emotions, even tears that he kisses away.
My dreams of this man are very sexual, highly emotional, and he is very thoughtful. He never speaks an angry tone to me. He just does what I need to have done. He is there when I am afraid of the bad things that come from the deepest part of the darkness in my dreams. He shoots all of the bad men who try to harm me, and smash the supersized spiders that try to attack me.
He is my sandman, my sleepy time hero. Super sexy,ultra shiny baldhead, my pussy conqueror,a true Champion.
Lately, I have been anxiously waiting for night to come. I brush my teeth twice,comb my hair extra nice, and freshen up my pussy just in case this sexy apparition becomes reality or takes physical form and knocks on my door.
Unfortunately, that has not happened, he only appears when I am in my REM portion of sleep.
In the morning, at times I am sad when I awake and he is not laying beside me, brushing the hair out my face and kissing me on my forehead.
Its the thoughts of him, that keep me going throughout the day. Thinking of him brings me much joy. In the shower, water running down my breast to my thick thighs to when I am driving along shuffling through a busy day. While standing in line at the bank, I close my eyes and grab my neck ,I feel his presence. And whatever was bothering me, becomes unimportant. Nipples erect and the cotton lining moist in my panties, that is what thinking of him does to me.
As I finish this message, my pussy is throbbing, my eyes are watery, I tilt my head back to keep the tears from flowing. A warm sensation has came over me, confirmation that he is with me, and waiting for me to fall asleep.
Tonight, I will bow to him as if he were my King. I will suck him til his knees shake, and my full lips are dripping with his cum. I will allow him to take me in anyway he so chooses for he is the man of my dreams.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~
