As I suspected ... an Eden Valley riesling may reside here once I thrash and vanquish the gall. How will you hear my dirty talk when your ears are muffled by my palms as I restrain your head for entry, m'dear? Do you read lips?
Beware I don't bite down on your stem.
And let your red wine flow down my chin.
And how can I hear your cries of pain,
with my ears muffled by your palms?
For I do not read lips, m'dear.
No i really don't think that would work.
A lot of angry mindless sex would probably just make you angry AND tired.
Personally I'd suggest a nice romantic day followed by slow passionate lovemaking.
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