i think i am falling in love with her. I've restrained myself from telling her, but I think it is happening and I'm afraid I really can't help it. I hate the anxiety it brings. I hate instinctively getting jealous thinking about other people who might sway her attention from me. It's dumb. I know. I just swallow it and say nothing because finally, I know better. I know the suspense kills her, and I like that more.
She says she likes me because I am smart and mean. That I'm difficult on purpose, and it turns her on. le sigh. How perfect.
I can honestly say I've been less mean, less condescending- more understanding, and sadly, much much MUCH more whipped.


Little wolf is so pretty and sweet and more pretty and sweet
innocent and sexual and crazy into me
she puts all her weight on one arm- the pressure on my chest
my nipples in her mouth or she's biting my sides, my hips, my thighs
her other hand is stronger than I ever imagined and she loves being inside me


and i love how she loves sex. We could lay in my bed all day and play with each other and have swirls of sex and touching

I love how for a couple days later, I am still sore, my ribs hurt, my thighs are bruised. I can tell she's been there


I'm trying to keep my cool and keep quiet. I know it will be like pandoras box when I admit it
I must remind myself how much I love my freedom. How much easier things are when I only have to worry about myself and my ambitions.
christ.
it doesn't help that she is more and more beautiful each time i see her. It doesn't help that she's become so incredibly sexy. She's such a smart little woman

Her body is amazing with mine


fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!