Ladyluvsdreads, 44

The reason I love men with locs&head full of hair Locs I mean what can I say...
I love dreads. I like them neat, smelling sweet & with a great once of male physique. They compliment his face, tone & intelligence. The meaning of them is so sacred only a few can touch them. They can't be cut it's forbidden. When I touch a man hair my fingers give off a chain reaction of fire shooting throughout my body. Radars go off & I'm ready to pounce. Poor Georgie has kissedmy soul & made a girl like me cry. All I saw was elegance & becMe a groupie overnight can't remember how I got home but dazed about what I last remember that night. Hair everywhere on top bottom in between & beside me. Damn I need a drink, reminscing is making my ankles weak. I am notworthy of your presence, my love. I just so anxious to get another touch from your head of hair & kiss from your sacred wisdom that makes love to my mental state along with my physical state. Nothing this good can be ignored or avoided. Forgive me Love for I have an obsession for your locs. Now I'm awake. Whats for breakfast?