Reblogged from myredbike
It’s not some kind of a porn thing. At least I don’t think it is. It’s not that I don’t like other ways of cumming. And it’s not that I have bad aim. Maybe at certain times any of those do apply. But what I feel when it happens and when I’m at my most intense, is that it’s some form of marking you.
Showing, proving, claiming that you are mine. That I can do this. That you will take it. That nobody else can. It does sound somewhat prehistoric or animalistic, but that’s probably because it is. I like the thought that I can do certain things to you that nobody else can. I wonder how you feel about it when I do it?
(Source: erosija)