#decadence
she’s wearing only her favourite things and she’s feeling herself okay? x3
Her Pure Pleasure…
Pleasure is the act of self love.
Alone or with another.
A journey of fulfillment only attained by conscious thought to seek unconscious ecstasy.
The slow build of excitement…
Brought on by moments of imagined and real desires. The slow burn that starts with the engagement of your senses. Touch…
Taste…
Smell…
Sight…
Sound…
Every breath measured and catalogued. Every sound recorded & metered. The essence of personal fragrance that permeates the air. The decadent taste of passion… Your own or that of a lover. The energy that dances under your fingertips. The sight of slumberous desire… Proof of your endeavors.
The release… The explosion… The quaking…the trembling. The full immersion of mind and body, coalesced into one final earth shattering moment, that scatters your senses into infinite molecules of cosmic dust. Never to return.
The reward? Pure. The gift… pleasure.
寂び
Jさんはお腹を見せて寝ることは基本的にないのですが…ちょっと珍しい寝相です。
Although Mr. J doesn’t sleep with rolling over style basically, but today rarely we can see his tummywhile he’s sleeping.