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Somewhere along the line something changed. Call it a spark or whatever. The times when your heart would race and you would be so hot you could taste it. The backseat of your boyfriend’s car in high school, the dorm room in college. Where did passion and lust and craving go? Now its routine and rushing through life hoping you might be touched in that place that makes you drool.
You’ve got your life – husband, friends and family, job, maybe kids. I’m not interested in changing your situation other then breaking you out of the routine and reminding you that you have a pulse.
I’m probably old enough to be your dad, and that’s a good thing. A bit of grey and a naughty smile. Dead bedroom here and I feel the same as you – I want to push limits, I want to pull your hair and call you names and put my fingers in places you haven’t been touched in years, and maybe forgot you even wanted that. I want to make you feel craved and lusted after. I want to scare you a little, make you cry in passion and not know if it is from lust and desire or pain and not care because you just want more. Online or in real, we won’t know if we click unless we start a dialogue so hit me up.
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