March 28, 2011
Hi. I'm Wilmaryad. A philematologist.
I kiss for a living. And live for kissing.
Philematology studies chemicals kissing releases. Mainly arousing, trust-building, stress-reducing: Oxytocin.
While your dance moves preview your lovemaking acumen, your kissing style hints at your romantic potential.
If you fail to impress on a first date (shyness, your ex dining at the next table, ...), how well you kiss can save the night!
Professional secret bids me from kissing and telling.
But what the hell? I'm feeling con pro today. ;-)
Let's reverse-psychology it ...
Let's describe what good kissing isn't.
Labels: Savoir Faire
January 4, 2011
He's insensitive, shallow ... and fucking charming!
A horny gigolo, he'd jump a paraplegic if a paraplegic moved.
You chew bricks when he chews your nether ... lands!
His aloofness cocks you, leaves and never calls.
In other words, ...
He's a certified, state-licensed, practicing dick.
You know he's bad for you. You must stop his misuse.
Yet, he has a gift.
A gift so lethal to your oral fixation.
A gift he gets away with everything thanks to.
Of his gift he's aware - never reluctant to share.
His dick — His 3rd Reich leg — His mushroom & eggs burrito — His milkshake fountain — Your damnation!
You may blush reading this. But let's face it:
Who doesn't like dick?