I want to take pictures of you

Not of your face.

But I want to take pictures of you, to record what I’m lucky enough to be able to lick, to taste, to hit, to fuck.

I want to take pictures – classy, dirty, black-and-white pictures. Of your lips. Up close. Waiting for me.

Of your hair, waiting to be pulled.

Of your thighs, spread for me.

Of your ass, dreading my blows. Stinging from them.

I want to take pictures of you dressed, but available, spread.

I want to take pictures of you half-dressed, mussed, tousled, wet.

I want to take pictures of you nude, compliant, waiting.

I want to share them all, here.

But I’ll take them with your camera, with your phone. You decide what happens to them.

I just want to take them.

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