Secret confessions. A diary of an erotic erection.
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
It’s that moment when she’s at the club
And sends a video of herself doing her
Thunderous, earth shaking, sexy dance
As he finds himself slowly touching
Then rubbing on his shit
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
Slow grinding, whining her body
Just to tease me
Twisting her perfectly crafted lovely hips and body
Just to please me
(Desperately in need of a still image to lust over)
The desire to take her out, sit across from her
And watch her eat then take her
Home to feed her beast
Twisting and rolling her perfectly crafted lovely hips and lips
Just to excite me
Katt, my personal freak when it come to pleasin’
I don’t need a reason
Good girls are safe but simply no fun
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
Lil hottub dubbin’
Massage takes place
Waterworks, good lovin’
It was simply hard to look at her.
It was like the very first move in a chess match and seeing the outcome of the endgame before the check, and the mate.
My all natural butterpeacan two scoops of Breyer’s Ice Cream, a taste of a beauty, which is some kind of wonderful.
She’s that 7 day Dove test of a women.
Someone who resembles a fresh bar of Ivory Soap.
Even more, she’s the ultimate snow globe that should be captured to stand the test of time.
Each time I’d shake it, I’ll just look at it and say, “wow.”
There’s this lingering, burning and searing flame I have for her. A match like no other.
I’ve discovered a new frontier of uncharted emotions, something that other pioneers talk about and
settlers read about in romance novels, in the movies, or seen on television.
She passed me in the lobby wrapped in a towel as she had gotten off the elevator.
I didn’t have time to see if she had worn a ring that stated she was taken.
It all happened so quickly.
I was caught off guard.
How five and a half seconds became an eternity; a time capsule of beauty.
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
She makes me season my meat then beat my shit
to the motion of her drum.
Before anyone cums,
Her thunderous earthshakin’
assquakin’
violent glass shatterin’
moonquake
leaves a smart man lookin’
stupid with his pockets empty,
rabbit ears like,
and proud of it.
Literally,
She gets a standing ovation.
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
She makes me season my meat then beat my shit
To the motion of her drum.
Before anyone cums
Her thunderous earthshakin’
Assquakin’
Violent glass shatterin’
Moonquake
Leaves a smart man lookin’
Stupid with his pockets empty,
Rabbit ears like,
And proud of it.
Literally
She gets a standing ovation
“Touch Down“
Secret Confession Katt Leya Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt Purr
When he’s ready and prepared to make his mission statement to plant his historic flag and burn his name inside her brain.
Secret Confession Act III: Snapchat Diary Katt PurrFallout or Ballout but do close your mouth
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