Sometimes I feel like I am not really living my life. Things are driven beyond my control. I need you to make me complete. Without you I just feel defeat. I need my cross the one in the livingroom where you chain me to for your simple desires. You walk in and out of the room watching me. You see that sweat is dripping off my breast you raise your brow, I know you catch me looking at you, I automatically have the need to apologize because I know better than to look up at you. You walk over and tell me that I am yours somehow that makes me so happy knowing what is about to happen. You lightly blow on my breast making them chill. My mind is wandering all the time what you are about to do to me. The exhaliration you send throughout my being drives me to the unknown sexual powers that you control!
