Hands.

Smooth.

And Virile.

Powerful.

Her presence, influences The Tides.

Her Fingers

And her Gaze,

Are like The Wind

That passes through the thick canopy

Of The Vast,

Mountainous,

Titan Forest.

Her straight hair, blows in The Wind;

Steadfast,

She is the master, of her own domain.

My Master,

Oh Satan.

She stands alone,

And she walks alone.

But I hold the immense Inner Strength,

And the undeniable Inner Courage,

To approach her

Without hesitation,

On my own free will.

Dark, short straight hair

Not any longer than shoulder-length.

And no shorter than chin length.

She ties her hair back in a bandanna.

From The Land, does she come.

And off of The Land, does she live.

She dresses in dark, earthy, neutral colors.

Expressionless at first glance.

But she is Fearless, and Peerless, as I am too.

Expressionless and Silent,

At first glance to most.

And most run away in fear,

Because The Wolf is not afraid

To use her Teeth

And her Claws.

But she is on the inside,

Fiery, and Silent all the same.

The Fire Within

That Burns,

Not showing any signs of Waning or Fading.

The Beast Within.

She lives by The Sword.

Because, in Nature, there is no Diplomacy.

And so most run away. Because they are scared to Fight.

Raised By Wolves.

She is a Beast, in all respects. Erotic/Sexual Intimacy is no exception. If she will put her hands upon you just so, then just know,...that you will be in for a Wild Ride. Leave you Shaking and Spent, yet also Satisfied and Flushed far beyond words. In the eyes of some, this is the best form of Sex.

Carnal Lust.

Bestial Lust.

A Similar Fiery-ness.

Not Displayed.

But Nonetheless Undeniably There,

Quietly And Silently So.

Of The Wolf, Most Will Say:

Furry.

Quadruped.

Big Squishy Paws.

Long Bushy Tail.

Meat Eater.

Thuh She-Wolf, Ohv Mai Dreams.

She is Human. But she is so profoundly in-tune with and in-control over, her Inner Lifeforce, such that she is able to project her Animalistic Energies to The Outside World.

A cold-weather individual,

But the warmer weather fast approaches,

And she is content.

As I am too.

She will look Drop-Dead Smashing,

Dressed to the nines in her own way.

Or my way, I should say.

I will Blindfold her,

And make her a Star.

Blindfold On.

Ass Up.

Shackles Off.

Butt Plug Out.

She's All Mine.

Imma Make Yoo,...A STAR.

She dresses like a Man, but even with her fierce and silent She-Wolf demeanor and composure, one can tell from her subtleties of movement and articulation, that she is Finest Of Ladies.

But don't let that fool you.

She literally OOZES Sexuality and Eroticism.

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I come home from work,...and what happens?

I put my stuff down, and go to the kitchen to get some leftovers to eat. She waits for me at the kitchen table. I am eating, and we share our experiences of the day.

I am eating, and her hands are already on me, and around me. The mutual talk gently fades away, and I am breathing a bit deeper. I know exactly what she wants, and I know that I want what she wants. I can feel the texture of her skin against mine, and I can feel her pulse against my exposed skin.

I can not resist her Urges.

Resistance Is Futile.

I know exactly what she is gonna do with me.

But I am Blindfolded as if a Virgin, and she holds The Reins.

Resistance Is Futile.

I know what she is gonna do with me,

And so I let her Take Me Away.

This is why The Sex with her will be so strong. Her Drive, like mine, is very nearly Insatiable. Break me down, use me, abuse me, spend me. But I will come back Stronger and Hungrier, just in time for The Next Wave.

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Thuh She-Wolf,

Ohv Mai Dreams.