Cupid’s Chokehold Turned To Throat-Fucking

If this ain’t love then I don’t know what love is

It’s been a while since we last spoke, and this might sound like a bad joke. But I’ve fallen in love. With YOU. I can’t get you off my mind. Cupid’s got me in a chokehold and it’s YOUR cock I need to be gagging and choking on. I was bent over, inconspicuously of course. When cupid’s arrow shot me right in the left cheek. Now I need your cum on the right cheek and everywhere else. Pump me full of your love and your semen, I need it. I need it so deeply, in ways I haven’t ever craved before…

Cupid’s arrow must have a particularly potent seed

You see, since hearing your voice, it’s felt like I’ve been struck by lightning. All my senses ignited with passion. And I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. Something about your cadence, your very essence. Enthralled is an understatement. Cupid’s chokehold has me hopelessly caught in desires I haven’t felt before, and frankly, I don’t want to escape. It’s not just this hunger I feel for you to cover my breakfast each morning in cum. No, it’s more than that. More than the thrilling, kinky, dirty sex. There’s a comfort in our conversations that’s so rare; I cherish every moment and wish each second could last a lifetime.

Call it fate, call it serendipity, call it love, or cupid’s chokehold – whatever it is, I can’t help myself from thinking about you. When I’m in the shower, and my hands wander low. Those nights I’m alone in bed with no panties on… in the songs I play on my morning drive that have me soaked in dirty thoughts before I ever make it to my destination. The anticipation of you to any capacity feels like imprisonment, every second closer to you; a closer to release, for freedom I am desperate for.

And you know, I do love a beautiful sunset. But if given the choice between you and the sun, I’d gladly embrace the night as a nocturnal lover. Forever basking in your glow instead and begging the moon for as much time with you as I can get. Gazing at all the starts like a map of your body, cupid’s chokehold would have me travel the universe. Just to learn about every cosmic fiber that makes you, YOU. I’d do so much for you. Do you know that? I’d write poetry just to tell you I love you. I’d stay up late and waste my sleep away to hear you breathe. My heart? It’s yours. My Mind? Take it. My pussy? Cum and get it…

This is a chokehold I can’t find a way out of

Truthfully desires like this have me willing to do things I’d never do for most. Cupid’s chokehold is like a spell that leaves me with a burning desire to please you in every way possible. To show you how worthy I am of your time, and attention. I am yours to use, and do whatever you wish.

Love me, fuck me, shove your cock down my throat and fuck my face till I can’t breath. Make me kiss your hands and feet. Lick your asshole. Pump me full of your seed, impregnate me with your love. Give me a stuffed pussy like I’m the woman of your dreams or just use me like a whore. I am desperate for anything you’re willing to give me.

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