No Romance

Make it sleazy and greasy.

Sloppy messy, taking fast bites and long swallows of a slow, messy time of fucking you squalid.

No romance, save the satin niceties, lock the door, make some goddam noise kinda fuck.

A hungry fuck.

A raunchy fuck.

Savage. Fuck.

A fuck that leaves us both absolutely indecent. A hot fucking mess.

Coat me with you and I’ll paint you with me. Spread wide to catch the spray kinda fuck.

Leave marks, rut like animals, squeal and grunt and growl kinda fuck.

Pound and grind and arch and grip what you can kinda fuck.

Let’s violate each other for the sheer fun of it kinda fuck.

Fuck me.

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