39 [M4F] #Westchester/CT - On a primal level, I yearn for an absolute devoted service sleeve. Where her only value and purpose is to obey me. Where she is addicted to me. Even better if Shes a virgin. Alas, I am trapped in the real life grind as a regular man, where I don’t stand out.
I picture myself molding the clay of someone at-least a decade younger than me. Where Somehow we meet organically, it’s natural chemistry. I’m the quill and Shes the parchment, soaking up everything I teach her. My words and actions make indelible marks that open up as many doors and windows. She pushes my buttons with ease and curious Grace. Everyone thinks she is innocent and they make comments as such….little do they know that every time someone calls her innocent it’s one of my rules to prove them wrong ASAP. Meaning that no matter where we are,
We have to sneak away to ruin her good name with a proper stretching of her eager wanting holes. Shes my living bouquet of beauty and debauchery and I take care of all of her as if she is a part of me that makes me whole.