‘I wish Arno to read those words… You beautiful angel of my darkest nights… Let me tell you how I touch myself thinking of your hands and lips moving their way down my quivering body… How your hair would caress my pulsating skin and how my guts would require your manhood to work it’s way hard into me… Or would it simply please your eyes for me to only caress myself for your personal pleasure? Leaving my mouth ready to fullfil any of your desires… Come here big boy…’

Confession [@mercutio1789]