I have come to the conclusion that I am utterly in love you. You are so soft and delicate and yet that is not really the truth of you because that outward appearance of fragility masks just how strong and adaptable you are. You are a source of joyous pleasure for both me and my partner(s). If I touch you just right then you flood my whole body with sensations that leave me breathless, relaxed and happy. My partner(s) admire you, touch you, and find their own pleasure within you. You smell like me, you taste like me, I know because I love you enough to know all of you, inside and out. Over the years you have changed, nothing radical but changed nevertheless, bought about by your other most amazing achievement, bringing me a child*. You are warm, moist, muscular, strong, soft, smooth, textured, open, closed, tight, loose, pink, bloody, dark, light, sensitive and to me utterly beautiful. I am woman because of you.
*the other child came to me by way of the surgeon’s knife
*After writing this I decided it fitted into the Pussy Pride Project rather well and quite frankly you can never have enough Pussy Pride in my opinion. I have also published a brilliant new Pussy Pride guest post today that I recommend you read as well. It is a beautifully written piece.
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