crimson-uncovered: Talk to me. It’s the surest way to make me beg. Your whispered words go str
crimson-uncovered: Talk to me. It’s the surest way to make me beg. Your whispered words go straight from your mouth to my eardrums, to that special part of my brain that controls the rhythm of the throb in between my legs. I pulsate with the cadence of your words, you see. The dirtier you talk, the harder I throb. It’s the best way to drive me insane with need. My own words will be desperate, pleading, drenched in longing. Tie me down, spread my legs, talk to me, and watch. Watch me drip. -- source link