Oh, yours too?

Let me frame the matter here:

I do not have a master's in French Literature and I am not pursuing my business degree.

We will not be discussing petro dollar recycling, strict constructionism, iambic pentameters, or somebody's blue period.

I do not offer a sensuous respite from someone's long journey, a delicate sound of thunder, or a passageway to some untold Eden or their therapy team's laboratory.  

I am not candles and harpsichords and bullshit.  

I offer sex  That to me means sucking and fucking.

I got your romantic evening right here: You show up, drop your pants, and I blow you.

I lick your balls, suck your cock, and you blow the most satisfying load in your life (and baby, I know what your favorite pastime was as a teenager -if not today as well, so we're talking high quality load here).

We lick, suck and fuck and you blow fantastic loads, in me and on me, and that is it.  

And I am goddamned good.  Real good.  

How's that for Fifty Shades of Reality?

Call me.  Email me.

Mara

401-347-8192

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