Please let introduce myselfl properly...

Climax=CATHARTHIS

I'll respect your boundaries as I want you to respect mine.Some boundaries I do not aspire to achieve. You like it? LOVE it- it just may not be in my repertoire to fulfill with and for you. What hard limits mean to me: I'm about pleasure, not what I consider excessive pain (no matter how much a partner desires it). Le Petit Morte. The little death of climax. Many ways to get there, some paths I will not journey (though I'll wish you well in your travels should we meet at the crossroads). The adrenaline, endorphin rush. All me. When I fight I fight. When I Fuck, I Fuck. A clear distinction between the two is what I consider balance. I've seen it, done it, ie. burned the candle at both ends, yet it doesn't appeal to me beyond fascinated curiosity. If you are intrigued by me in any way shape or form, and WoNdER, just ask what those limits are.

There are few things as exquisite as seeing a lover joyful at the end of the length and breadth of my cock. Nothing so wonderful as an orgasm, given, shared or experienced. I'm addicted to sex/lust. The feeling, the fantasy, the memories of and the taste/feel/sounds/thoughts while in the act. I'm a talented lover: From the fast paced pornographic fuck, to the gentle soothing pseudo-love making.

My daily life and my lustul life are separated. I hide one to live peacefully in the other. Stolen moments are how I enjoy that part of me that wants to float in the blissful clouds (and puddles) of post-orgasm relief.

I can't say I've done it all yet I've explored a host of vevues and activities in the world of kink. I'm always willing to learn and try more. I'll swim deep, I know when to arise for air to keep from drowning...unlike Pandora, there are temptations and curiosities beyond simple, sinful me.

Looking for a play partner(s) who seeks the same or just wants to objectify me and enjoy the thrill of taking advantage for their own orgasmic sake of my weakness for the flesh. I'm so much more than a near 100percent success rate to utterly and thouroghly please you, yet all I can and will offer is scintillating conversation, laughter, gutteral moaning, sweet dirty somethings in your ears, stolen moments, shared fantasy potentially turned reality given the opportunity, and a BBC. Everything else is spoken for
Care to enjoy me for the gifts I have to offer?