Strangers in The Night

I apologize for not writing for so long. I was pretty busy letting new men enter into my life and didn't have any need to perpetuate it with words. Sometimes all I want is shut the fuck up and concentrate on sensing only. Smelling, tasting, licking, sucking, swallowing.. like we used to get to know each other, back then in the woods and jungles. All in all we are simply animals. At times it's even stronger than words. I can come across someone and immediately be flooded with uncontrollable need to be impaled. Usually it happens to me with the more animalistic men. The less expression in his eyes – the better. I want to be nothing but a body, with no literal capabilities and really developed oral skills.