by Cherry

And you may ask what kind of butch I am.

Well, let me tell you in this way.

You are a lioness, and I want to make you roar.

I am the kind of take charge butch that will bring you sweet
surprises.

I'm the kind of butch that will watch you while you're sleeping at
night, and gently kiss your body down, while it responds in
complete ecstasy.

I am the kind of butch that likes to be trained to the special
needs of my femme.

I am the kind of butch that is warm and compassionate.

I am the kind of butch that will hold you tightly and make you feel
safe. Remember, I am the bear. You are the lioness.

I am the kind of butch that will lie on my back, while you saddle
on top and you ride and ride and ride.

I am the kind of butch that likes my coffee piping hot in the
morning, strong, 2 sugahs, milk and your sweet kisses to wake me
up.

I am the kind of butch that likes to make love in the morning,
before we go to work.

And when I arrive at my desk ready to begin work, I wipe my hands
across my face.

Enjoying the sweet smell and taste of your nectar.

I refuse to wash my hands, occasionally sucking my fingers,
tasting your essence as I slurp down another cup of coffee.

Only I know the secrecy and the sanctity of your special powers.

And as I suck my fingers, my right hand slides down to my crotch,
squeezing my pussy as my G-spot incessantly swells to thoughts of
our morning love making.

And the wetness floods the seat of my pants.

Awaiting your next command.

Yes, my darling,

My succulent spice of life,

I am that kind of butch.

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