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Two words that make your pussy tingle and my cock hard, even if they scare me a little.

The lower half of a woman, and what I want to do with it.

The push and pull that keeps me coming back.

There’s no woman who doesn’t look hot in a tiny black dress.

Sweet, innocent, and desperately pleading — all at once.

Three women I want, none of whom I’ll have.

I’m a human thermometer, but only below 60 degrees.

A woman on the subway, in a red dress, squeezing her thighs together.

All black, except her hair. And a run behind the left knee.

I’ve never been one for the pick-up — but I’m learning that sitting at a bar and telling a stranger you’re a sex blogger makes for surprisingly easy conversation.