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DISORDERED EATING
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DISORDERED EATING I have this consistent addiction,an itch that won't quit itching. At times an affliction, flooding and dripping her body is twitching. Where my mind cannot find the line to stay on track. Because too much time has passed since the last phat perfect puffy peach pussy was at the mercy of my mouth and wanting to experience it's wrath. And believe it, the attack is quite vicious. The urges surge, then begins the visions. I attempt to resist them but they refuse to listen. Reminiscing of all the licking and French kissing to every one of the lips and clitorises that fell victim to my<b> oral fixation </font></b>when I was in need of a fix and the fix plus my thank yous was given. I feel like I am on a lifelong probation awaiting each tasting of freedom released from the prison I find myself caged in. Savoring and sipping she's savory and delicious. This frustration is ridiculous. My mouth suddenly starts salivating. Heart now racing. Next comes the back and forth pacing because I know what I facing. A lack of focus, staying on task is hopeless. Her kitty kat is the only salvation that can curb my craving. Gimme a break my concentration is simply unable to gain energy at best it is iffy. I definitely wouldn't place any bets on it winning against an opponent so swift and nifty and invisible to see. It is what it is, which is me. There is no switch affixed nor a key. I wouldn't even ever wish this on my worst enemy. Who in all actuality, still is me. To those that doubt the power of the pussy, take it from me, it has the ability to shut down my will almost completely. Self control is low next to nil. Beneath sea level drowning deep though it is shallow. Barely above her knees. My head is in between, holding on as she squeezed. Saddle up I yell she moans and screams. She takes a seat. Until I get my fill it is all I can eat. |
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