The stars shone so brightly. The cold didn't even bother me anymore. 2 straight days of starvation and deprivation of water has sharpened my senses and dulled them at the same time. The sound of the crackling fire combated the bracing cold but did not fill my belly. The hiss and pop of the dried wood was my only company. The crickets and frogs and all of nature hasn't come out of its winter slumber yet. My only company was the fire spirit and the spirit of nature. Wakan Tanka be my guide. Wakan Tanka talk to me. The fog that surrounds my soul has made me miss your voice. Grandfather told me… 続きを読む

I haven't seen you in a while. I hope you are alright. I wonder how you have been doing As I look out into the night. The last time I saw you You were sighing with such pleasure I never got the chance to tell you You were my wonderful treasure. You left so abruptly I had just returned home Opened door to a empty house Now I'm all alone. The stars are my companions now They try to light my way. They are my billions of failures to you They are the words I didn't say.… 続きを読む

In dreams I hold you close to me In dreams I taste your lips In dreams you give me the nicest smile After the tenderest kiss. In dreams I touch your gorgeous skin In dreams it feels so soft In dreams you moan and sigh so sweetly You hold my heart aloft In dreams I feel you under me In dreams you spread your thighs In dreams I can feel how wet you are Your scent gets me high In dreams we make love intensely In dreams its also tender In dreams we lay soaked in sweat You make me want to be better In dreams we make each other whole In dreams we feel complete In dreams I… 続きを読む

She was surrounded by people little did I know Despite all of those 'friends' She was all alone. With all I saw of her I never seen her eyes With what I thought I saw as joy Really was a lie. She did all those things to push herself Hiding from the pain inside All supposed friends pushing her While she was dying. She gathered all her strength and ran to stop her falling I can only close my eyes and pray That she finds her calling. When I close my eyes I see her Happy as could be I pray that he can heal you I wish it could be me. I hope you get absolutely everythin… 続きを読む

The mob of eyes knows what to do. They start in slow... letting her get comfortable with them. Small talk about how they are doing and what they are up to. They ask personal questions, without letting it be personal. They feel for the borders, and find out what her boundaries are. She will never ever do this, or she will never ever do that. You can ask all you want, but you will never see her pussy, or her ass, or you won't ever see her suck on a toy or squeeze her tits together and suck on them. The mob of eyes are not rookies at this. They have been there before. They know how to ease he… 続きを読む

The day has been long and hot. The sun has been beating down on us for hours now, without the cool kiss of the wind to comfort us. The field that has been home for this fight has been trampled down and crushed underfoot. The sounds of the heavy armors clank and the sounds of weapons clash echo through the valley. Screams of rage and cries of anguish join the chorus of bone and sinew, of iron and steel. The weight of the chainmail is getting heavier, the padding only stops the chafing... its burden is only added to the sweat and weight of the steel that envelopes me. The hours and d… 続きを読む

The music is a d**g, and the bass is the needle. It drives the music into me...penetrates me. It echoes in my body and stirs my blood. I can feel my heart race with the rhythm of the music... it has already entered my system. I can feel the music carry me. My limbs are beginning to lose control. I can't control my legs, as they move me to the dance floor. The opium den that has the others enslaved calls to me, and I can't resist it. The music has me in its grasp. I can feel my hips swaying to the music, I can feel my hair bounce off of my shoulders when I shake my head... the music is st… 続きを読む

My time with you was amazing. I still think about those hot nights coiled together in a passionate embrace. I still laugh when I think about how you dropped that cup of mountain dew and thought I would be angry. I remember when you first told me that you loved me... how you waited until I was too far gone in a bottle for me to comprehend it. I remember how you tried to wait up for me to come back from work, and you couldn't do it. I remember how I took your glasses off of your beautiful face and carried you to bed. I remember the first time I made you cum... I remember your face...… 続きを読む

She has spent the last few hours trying to piece it back together. She still doesn't remember how she got here. Her body is covered with sweat and the puddle of pussy juice that was between her thighs has soaked into the carpet. The hum of the computer fan is the only sound she can hear besides her panting breath and the thunder of her heartbeat in her ears. She only meant to look at a couple of videos and relieve some stress of the day... but now... she starts to remember all of the eyes that were eating up her delicious body... the tongues that wanted to taste her pussy... and cover her… 続きを読む