What do you like most in your partner?
- Eyes
- Voice
- Scent
- Hair
- Lips
- Skin
What do you like most in your partner?
- Thread starter Deepak Kiran
- Start date
I am happy that you are thinking everyone has partners
I have different likes in various partners 
Can't pick any....first let me confirm if my partner actually exists...If yes,then I like his existence the most
In my partner I first Like her voice, then eyes, then lips, then skin
Eyes are enough to fall in love with her ,voice , lips and the scent at last oh can't forget her love only for me haha .
It’s hard to choose just one.
Maybe it’s his eyes darken when desire takes over
Or the voice, deep and deliberate, murmuring filthy promises in my ear while their hands start to make good on every single one...
The scent—God, that scent—mixed with sweat and lust, clinging to my skin after they’ve taken me, marked me, owned every breath I had to give..
His hair, tangled in my fingers, tugged hard as his mouth traces heat down my body, lips parting, tongue tasting, teeth teasing.
And those … sinful things. Soft when they want to be, but demanding when they press between my thighs and don’t stop until I’m shaking.
Then there’s the skin—hot, flushed, slick with need—sliding against mine as we lose ourselves in the rhythm of raw, desperate want..
It’s not just pleasure — it’s surrender. Messy, breathless, addictive surrender.
Maybe it’s his eyes darken when desire takes over
Or the voice, deep and deliberate, murmuring filthy promises in my ear while their hands start to make good on every single one...
The scent—God, that scent—mixed with sweat and lust, clinging to my skin after they’ve taken me, marked me, owned every breath I had to give..
His hair, tangled in my fingers, tugged hard as his mouth traces heat down my body, lips parting, tongue tasting, teeth teasing.
And those … sinful things. Soft when they want to be, but demanding when they press between my thighs and don’t stop until I’m shaking.
Then there’s the skin—hot, flushed, slick with need—sliding against mine as we lose ourselves in the rhythm of raw, desperate want..
It’s not just pleasure — it’s surrender. Messy, breathless, addictive surrender.
How dare you choose that I dont possess anything you listed no matters its about eyes , voice, hands, scent, hair,, lips, tongue, teeth, or even skin? I dont care but I ll fall for your philosophy,
Eyes
Hair
Harsha_Beardo
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I don't have partner 
how can i say
how can i say
His smile...very unique and pleasant!
