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Tasteful Gestures: The Love Letters - Chapter 3 Episode 1

"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best" ---  Marilyn Monroe I stopped writing for about 5 days while i was doing promotion campaigns for Realpolitiik  the album on social media. I was running posts from Instagram to Facebook. I was very  preoccupied. Saturday i launched the album officially at club B6s, we turned up like never  before that night everyone who was there was wilding out and i still think the disco lights had  a little effect because i had a little to drink but i felt like i was lost in a cloud of marijuana.  My brother came up with 3 girls that looked like Cardi B‟s South African version, and  insisted that we take the party to my house because Club B6s was about to close, and still  there was no sign of Beauty, i thought perhaps she‟d come because she supported si...

Tasteful Gestures: The Love Letters - Chapter 2 Episode 2

"These fragments I have shored against my ruins" --- T.S Elliott I was wild with the knowledge that I could do this to her, impact such an unabashedly sensual woman. The friction of her sex was heightened by the tilt of her ass and when her hips began to undulate, her core clenching, I knew she was close to coming. I pounded my raging cock into her harder and faster, grasping her shoulders and the nape of her neck to immobilize her, my hips bucking. She shrieked as the climax shuddered through her body from head to toe. Tension built, deep at my core and coiled up, arousal mounting inside until finally, without warning, my climax charged up and I lost all control. “Fuck!” I cursed. With a guttural moan my orgasm tore through me, and savagery took over. My hips jerked wildly as my cock exploded, and I spurted hot and hard inside her, angling her hips and sinking even deeper so my pulsing cock filled her with cum. “Give it all to me baby,” she encouraged as her pussy mil...

Tasteful Gestures: The Love Letters - Chapter 2 - Episode 1

"People leave traces of themselves where they feel most comfortable, most worthwhile" ---  Haruki Murakami The following day my alarm Rang at 4:44 in the morning between the sheets, i followed the  sounds, patting gently with my hand, moving it left and right, searching for my phone. The  search triggered a pleasant memory and reminded me of one morning with Beauty on a  Saturday... between the sheets we were sleeping, well… I thought she was I was leaning; I  moved my hand to her side of the bed, patted her face with just hunger to feel her. She wasn't  sleeping, I turned and I kissed her with ferocity, taking her mouth with a burning possession,  tasting her sweetness with deep, languid licks. She whimpered. The vibration sizzled straight  through me and stiffened my already erect cock. I pressed my hardness against the firm silken  flesh of her bottom. Being in my Beauty's presence kept my hunger for her eternally burning,  nev...

Tasteful Gestures: The Love Letters - Chapter 1

"He who is not satisfied with a little, is satisfied with nothing" --- Ben Franklin I had just finished writing and recording my long anticipated album '  Realpolitiik  ' which was like a gigantic deal to me when I started feeling like life was just a series of dull unsatisfying events. On the album I tried to tell my story at the same time educating, touching from the past, how we were slow broke climbing to this moment, a reality living in the matrix, as to how the fuck we got so accustomed to the fast life and talked more about how the women be the taste makers for the shit we making. Later that day when the sky was starting to turn pink, an annoying blip made a sound from my phone, i picked it up lazy, thinking to myself maybe it's just those long texts from WhatsApp groups, but my brother always told me that i would make a terrible psychic the way i suck at guessing and he was always right. It was my email from school written: “Dear student your semester r...