(The text was originally written for a series of abstract paintings, featured in Pressure Magazine. The idea was to step away from archetypal porn and see the erotic/perverse in other objects, such as abstract painting. After (  ) refused to sell a magazine that featured penned down “pornography”—casually bypassing mulitple shots of breasts and pussies—I essentially censored the piece. Like this, the project I gently fuck you censored, (  ) was created.)

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(Please, baby. Start Slow.) Slide your fingertips down my neck. When you reach my collarbones, I want you to stop and pretend to drown in them. Just for a while. Then, move onto my small tits. Pinch my nipples until they get hard and beg for your leech-like mouth. while your tongue begins to suck on them sideways and your teeth briefly recover their predatory instinct, remember your newborn lips hanging off mother’s breast. (your Oedipus complex gets both of us hot.) my cunt gets wet. (So damn wet your cock needs to be inside of me, now.) Rip off my panties and fuck me with your big, thick cock. (God, it’s so fucking hard.) Gently Push into my tight cunt. Further. Further. and Further. Until finally both of our bodies grow together as one androgynous, pink-ish landscape.Fuck me. (harder). HARDER. Take me from behind. Hold my arms on my back. pound into me like you’d be performing an exorcism on my body.meanwhile, I suck off the concrete right in front of me. (Ah… Fuck!) Faster. Don’t stop. Faster. I am about to cum. (don’t stop baby!) AH. Bite into my neck. (Ah!). My pussy clenches. Your cock only gets harder. Ah. (Yeah.) We start to cum. Don’t stop. Harder. Ah… FUCK!
(That was hot, baby.)

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