326 Quotes About Erotic

You've invaded my erotic dojo. For this your assholes will adorn my thunderous cock like jewelry!

satisfacer la pasión solo por lujuria, termina en un dejo de vacío. Afortunados quienes dicen llenarlo con amor.

Squeezing her eyes shut, hating every moment, the put a single finger in and moved it around.“There’s nothing,” she lamented.“Go deeper.”Alice did.“Deeper.”“There’s nothing,” she yelled, pulling out her hand in anger and humiliation.“Of course there is nothing,” the Hatter said. “Who ever heard of such a ridiculous thing?”“So why did you make me do it?” Alice demanded.“Because it was really hot,” he answered.

The erotic drive is the great energy that moves through all evolution.What about love? Where does that fit in?Love's simply the handmaiden of the great energy, and an excuse to write suspect poetry.

SPIKE: Settling down is only good for one kind of man.JESSE: The p*ssy kind?SPIKE: Nah, the strong sort. You’re a strong man, and you’re honest. Never thought I’d think about those two words and you in the same sentence.JESSE: I couldn’t be a big d*ck all my life.

I've never understood why the majority of human curses and insults refer to the erotic sphere. Sex is wonderful and associated with beauty, joy and pleasure. How can the names of the sexual organs be used as a vulgar synonym for ̶

Introduction to Jane. - Jane removed the last of the unfamiliar, silk bra-cup pads and panty liners from within the clothes she was unpacking and placed them in her top lingerie drawer. Her discovery of their illicit presence was a bombshell with which her disbelief was still struggling. The shock was enough for her to call the office, cancel her appointments and tell the studio she would be off all day.

Claire. - Venus hung low on the Atlantic horizon of a dawn sky. Continuing to shine brightly, her watery reflection lit up a path on the sea across the bay to where Claire stood on the patio. The shining goddess was the last thing she remembered seeing through the bedroom window, before succumbing to sleep. She was high in the night sky then, the brightest of all heavenly bodies, casting an apparent examination of what was euphemistically known as Orion’s ‘sword’.

Uno de los siete pecados capitales será la única vía de algunos de tocar el cielo. Irónico? Y efímera ilusión