I Am Just Saying
I lay on my bed home alone. I can feel the throbbing ache between my legs. I peel off my clothes and just lay stroking my skin. I close my eyes and let my mind relax. She used to touch my skin like this ... her hands were experts on this body of mine. They knew where to touch and how to touch me. It didnt even take much practicing. She was gentle and her kissed tender. She stirred an excitement within me ... one I hadn't really felt with anyone else.
If I let myself relax enough, it was almost as if she were here now with me. Her hands upon my skin. That's what I love about the imagination... you can be with anyone and doing whatever you want. You can be as filthy or as naughty as you like and nobody has to know. Truth is though ... she knows exactly how naughty I am. She shared many naughty moments with me. When we were together we become one. Like two flames being joined together ... once together they could not be separated. We were always stronger together than we were apart.
If I let myself relax enough, it was almost as if she were here now with me. Her hands upon my skin. That's what I love about the imagination... you can be with anyone and doing whatever you want. You can be as filthy or as naughty as you like and nobody has to know. Truth is though ... she knows exactly how naughty I am. She shared many naughty moments with me. When we were together we become one. Like two flames being joined together ... once together they could not be separated. We were always stronger together than we were apart.
36-40, F
