At the ripe old age of far too old, when it comes to intimacy, there is no settling anymore. I want the eye of the tiger staring back at me when I kiss.
I want passion with a capital P.
Anything less gets a foot in the ass.
I want a blowjob that makes me think about it the next day. I want to see the pleasure in your eyes and hear the desire in your groans when I yank your fucking hair and grab your neck as I kiss and finger you.
Otherwise, Adios. I don’t have the patience anymore for less that passionate.
It’s all in or nothing. Nothing is just fine by me. Cause all is knocking on my door.