Submission

I no longer need you to pound me out. That earth shattering, legs shaking, pussy numb, hair nappy, because only you know what I like sex. Choke me, bite me, and pound the shit, out of your pussy.....is no longer what I want. I need intimacy. I need a connection and a bond so deep, that after we’re done, I can still feel the residue of you on me. I need the connection of intimacy so deep, that when I’m out with my girls and they say look at that fine nigga over there? I don’t flinch, or even look his way, because I know who I belong too. I need our connection of intimacy, to be so deep that your words provide an everlasting orgasm. I need your words to be my DNA, and when I step out onto the stage, of this thing we call life, I’m reppin for my King, so there’s no question of my submission.

Shit I no longer want to be pounded out

Savanah Rose