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Nudefully with Purpose

I keep talking a big game about how I want to get fucked.

I say it to everybody.

But between us?


It's not that true.

I don't want to get fucked-

I want to be spooned erotically. Nudefully. With purpose.

Preferably by somebody who is also not quite at their wits end.  Somebody who also feels like their youth is wasted on the frivolity of a languid existential crisis. The world turns gorgeous. It burns with profit from outstandingly useless images and noises. So we close our eyes. Bluffing blind while we sleep.

But I'm sure that guy is ugly, so I'll stick to someone else.

I am fucking myself with doldrums.
I don't need a penis mindlessly probing around my grumpy pussy. Your dick doesn't need to doubt itself because of a cynical snatch. Your dick needs to be uplifted and encouraged. Take it into your own hands while I sleep. Just hold me in the nude and don't make any comments on the smell of stale ashes all over the bed.

In the morning, I will blow you for being so understanding.
I will make you french pancakes while you take a call then mispronounce my name.



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