You said I cross a lot of lines with you… I’ve never crossed any that I didn’t feel an invitation to explore. So I don’t even know what you’re referring to, everything between us is on the wrong side of some line. Like late night Ice Cream which I am grateful for and loved beyond my ability to say. And…
Last night when you started to undo your pants to piss in the parking lot and then told me you were going to just piss in your pants and then you twisted
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my nipple and grabbed me and bit my chest hard twice. No one has ever done anything so overtly erotic to me and it made me want to fuck you. So yes your confusing. But I fucking love you ok?
Two. Please stop telling me you can just cut me out of your life if things get to hard… I know its true, because you have cut me from your life before, and its my greatest fear as you know. You’ve said this several times for different reasons, even though you have also chastised me for being so quick to think you’ll leave me every time we separate. Please stop doing that to me. It hurts to hear, it’s manipulative to say and it makes me feel expendable. I would never say anything so unkind to you even if it were true.
I’m sorry I hurt you. You hurt me too. I love you and I will never give up on you, even if you cut me out of your life.
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