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Authors: Jean-Yves Berthault
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whole hour bending my body to suit your every whim, your every vice, and my whole being still thrilled with all the pleasure you had kindled in me. Oh, how expertly you made love to me, my dear love!
Alas, this week I must be good despite all the longing I feel, all my longing for your adorable body, which I should like to treat to a thousand ministrations. Your body that I should like to savor at every minute, every second, enjoying the rousing taste of it that sets my nerves on edge with insatiable desire. The more I have you, the more I love you. Far from wearying of the treasure chest that is your body, I only love it more. With every assignation you grant me, I find yet another reason to love you, and I leave you with an ever more pressing need for your kisses and your hands on me. When we are apart I think of the excesses we have just enjoyed together, and all our wonderful, powerful shared memories rise up to the surface of my heart. They unsettle its state of calm, they make it beat faster and I eventually fall asleep with my head ablaze and my limbs heavy, infuriated by so much pointless ardor, which you are not there to appease with a kiss.
Oh, I do love you, my dear one, I love you with such an extravagant, all-embracing love. I love you in a way I shall probably never be able to again, once I no longer mean anything to you. I have given you my whole life, my body, my heart, my thoughts, all of myself in fact, and I can tell I shall never take them back. Whatever happens to a love like this, whether you keep or break it, you shall be locked into my heart forever in all your seduction, all your charm and all your perversity. You will be the one and only lover for me, the one who can only ever be loved once, the one who reveals my true self to me. For a long time, perhaps forever, I shall feel the warmth of your touch deep in my flesh, and I shall always be yours, yours, yours.
Oh, my love, how I love you, how I hunger for you, for your adorable body. The memory of it haunts me constantly, irrepressibly. I love your girlish young flesh, so soft to the touch, so warm against my cheek. I love your little pink nipples and your virgin breasts where my mouth comes to rest. And your pale, taut stomach, and the brown curls between your thighs, the pretty flower of your pink cock with its mysterious hole, a soft nest in which my tongue can nestle. Oh, I shall soon have it, I shall have all of this body, won’t I, my love, in just a few days! We shall meet in our room and I shall have all these treasures entirely to myself. My whole life is now spent waiting for the moment when you surrender yourself to me with all the shameless abandon dictated by our passion. You appear before me in the dazzling splendor of your nakedness, and my lips seek out the place where the kisses will do their best to arouse this flesh so willingly offered to them. And I know where that place is, I guessed where it was almost on the very first day. My love made me perceptive and I had not a moment’s hesitation in directing my tongue toward your adorable ass. Oh yes, that truly is the best place for an arousing kiss, isn’t it? Give it to me quickly, darling treasure. Ah, how I love it, and I kiss it tirelessly while my fingers pleasure your cock. And to ensure my victory is complete, I bugger you furiously. You belong to me, you are my plaything and I want to keep you forever and ever.
In a few days you will see my hands holding that monstrous tool that conquered your flesh. And that shocking sight put me in a quite demented state. Whatever will it be like, then, when I have an impressive dildo strapped around me, with its full balls smacking against your buttocks?
You will stay in the same position and, in order to hold you firm, I shall grasp your hips; I shall pin you down with my arms so you cannot escape the terrifying coupling I shall inflict on you.
I shall be truly happy when that day comes, darling beloved, and my wildest wishes
Alas, this week I must be good despite all the longing I feel, all my longing for your adorable body, which I should like to treat to a thousand ministrations. Your body that I should like to savor at every minute, every second, enjoying the rousing taste of it that sets my nerves on edge with insatiable desire. The more I have you, the more I love you. Far from wearying of the treasure chest that is your body, I only love it more. With every assignation you grant me, I find yet another reason to love you, and I leave you with an ever more pressing need for your kisses and your hands on me. When we are apart I think of the excesses we have just enjoyed together, and all our wonderful, powerful shared memories rise up to the surface of my heart. They unsettle its state of calm, they make it beat faster and I eventually fall asleep with my head ablaze and my limbs heavy, infuriated by so much pointless ardor, which you are not there to appease with a kiss.
Oh, I do love you, my dear one, I love you with such an extravagant, all-embracing love. I love you in a way I shall probably never be able to again, once I no longer mean anything to you. I have given you my whole life, my body, my heart, my thoughts, all of myself in fact, and I can tell I shall never take them back. Whatever happens to a love like this, whether you keep or break it, you shall be locked into my heart forever in all your seduction, all your charm and all your perversity. You will be the one and only lover for me, the one who can only ever be loved once, the one who reveals my true self to me. For a long time, perhaps forever, I shall feel the warmth of your touch deep in my flesh, and I shall always be yours, yours, yours.
Oh, my love, how I love you, how I hunger for you, for your adorable body. The memory of it haunts me constantly, irrepressibly. I love your girlish young flesh, so soft to the touch, so warm against my cheek. I love your little pink nipples and your virgin breasts where my mouth comes to rest. And your pale, taut stomach, and the brown curls between your thighs, the pretty flower of your pink cock with its mysterious hole, a soft nest in which my tongue can nestle. Oh, I shall soon have it, I shall have all of this body, won’t I, my love, in just a few days! We shall meet in our room and I shall have all these treasures entirely to myself. My whole life is now spent waiting for the moment when you surrender yourself to me with all the shameless abandon dictated by our passion. You appear before me in the dazzling splendor of your nakedness, and my lips seek out the place where the kisses will do their best to arouse this flesh so willingly offered to them. And I know where that place is, I guessed where it was almost on the very first day. My love made me perceptive and I had not a moment’s hesitation in directing my tongue toward your adorable ass. Oh yes, that truly is the best place for an arousing kiss, isn’t it? Give it to me quickly, darling treasure. Ah, how I love it, and I kiss it tirelessly while my fingers pleasure your cock. And to ensure my victory is complete, I bugger you furiously. You belong to me, you are my plaything and I want to keep you forever and ever.
In a few days you will see my hands holding that monstrous tool that conquered your flesh. And that shocking sight put me in a quite demented state. Whatever will it be like, then, when I have an impressive dildo strapped around me, with its full balls smacking against your buttocks?
You will stay in the same position and, in order to hold you firm, I shall grasp your hips; I shall pin you down with my arms so you cannot escape the terrifying coupling I shall inflict on you.
I shall be truly happy when that day comes, darling beloved, and my wildest wishes
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