The moon is nothing but a circumambulating aphrodisiac divinely provoking the world into a rising birth-rate. |
Marriage is the commodification of affection, copulation, and, reproduction. |
Men marry for the womb. Women marry for their tummy. |
Reproduction is more pleasurable than death. |
One of the aims of sexual union is procreation - the creation by reproduction of an image of itself, of the union. |
Gabi to Marcus "I can't believe out of one hundred thousand sperm, you were the fastest!" Make Me, Sir |
I think a man's "wordplay" can be so fucking sexy!!! I love a good mind fuck! |
"Fuck me", I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness. Dear Rockstar |
Power is the great aphrodisiac. |
I don't make love, I fuck... hard. |