Fantasy

Could Mitt, actually, have been on to something?

My mind is off to the races.

Memory, truth, emotional experience, and the unconscious. WTF?

Early masturbation fantasies.

Impermissible fantasies

I want to put you to use, to wear you out, to satisfy my infinite hungers using your pretty body. May I? Please? Soon? (Now?)

I imagine not only what it would feel like to have your mouth on my cock, but I imagine that’s what YOU are imagining. Right. Now.

Am I disturbed? Disturbing? Do my thoughts make you cringe? How? Why?

Come with me on a flight to safety. It will make your cunt ache, and my cock, too.

Boy, am I craving a happy ending. From you….