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I am basically a beast, sniffing around, wandering and wondering, generally gentle yet quite fierce if i need to be. I live for the scent of your excitement, the look in your eyes so faraway yet right here, the taste of our most sacred profanity, the weakness your touch releases from me.
We need it raw, throbbing, dripping sticky and wet, real wet. Anything long-term would need to be bisexual and twisted. i am a very eager and willing sex ob ject, a slightly less eager but willing workhorse once i am sore in the right places. i can take a decent amount of pain and even enjoy it about two-thirds of the time. Reminders are nice but need to hide under normal clothing unless you are keeping me, which is not likely but dreams are nice, arent they?
Generally i do not speak unless spoken to, or much at all really. i can be naturally submissive to certain types of males and the taste of a woman drives me insane but I need it like oxygen. I do not mess around with other peoples time, I do read the manual when I can find it, and i have a few useful skills but none of them are social. i forget important things and stumble over silly things but I always get back up once I find my footing. i have no style, just life...
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