Oh bother.
I've got that craving. That burning yen. A hunger. A fervor. A lustful desire to lose myself between your legs. I want to escape everything and have the sum total of my existence be your pleasure. I'm having an existential crisis over it.
Did you ever want it to be all about you?
To have a man be yours to direct and guide as he committed fully to the task of assisting you in achieving orgasm. A man who, in a certain time and place, is only there for you. A man who will make you the center of reality. The foci of all the multiverses.
I want lose myself in pleasing you. You can lose yourself in the rapturous pleasure I will give provide. A B=C
I'm safe, sane, and smart. Will woo you in person at the pre-muff dive public vibe check.
Let a silly ole bear help you out.
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