My weakness.

I love male arms. And this is my weakness. Male arms is the most magnificent "weapon" which was created in universe. There is no stronger weapon than these two upper limbs.

I can just watch during the hours how man opens the door, how he types something very fast, how he gesticulates, how his palm becomes hard, how he fixes the car or does push ups.

Jesus...

Just imagine, just think how much power these wrists and protruding veins have, how much strength...

This power over you...These careful movements when he ruffles your hair and you are already randy because of this. You even don`t need anything else.

Some people say if woman likes to look at man when he is eating, if she likes to look at his hands at this moment, it means everything will be good in their sex.

So, note:

Women with hungry eyes don`t just look at the male arms, no. They already imagine how these arms take all cloths off them and touch everywhere with hot passion.

Pure lust. Pure as a tear baby.

I don`t say that male legs aren`t sexy or male bum doesn`t look hot in tight jeans. All this is also great.

But arms...Arms=space. Drug. Lump in throat. Weak knees and mad enamored eyes.

And the best thing is that man can do magic with woman by his hands. Two fingers inside you- and you are a helpless girl with dull eyes, and you don`t understand anything and want more and more...

Oh my god.

Just think how great it is.

Just imagine.

Mad love.

Love can be mad and healthy. I don`t accept a healthy love. Dating for long years, then to get married (near 30 years old), then don`t feel anything to each other very soon. Sluggish sexual life, disputes who will eat a meat and who will eat a fish for dinner today...All your relatives say what a beautiful couple you are, and that you gotta make babies but first buy a car and a flat...and maybe all this. But I support a "mad" love! Love must be mad! Love to special person must be like an eternal impulse. This is a passion. This is the love from that people don`t grow old. She runs through the night city to him and he meets her by hot kisses. This is the love inside out! He gives everything to her and goes crazy on her every day. She shouts in quarrels that she will leave him but then falls to his hugs and kisses him like this is their last day together. Happiness is in a madness, not in the boredom! I support a mad love.