I Long For Your Touch
FOR YOU!
For my favorite person in the world.
Distance cruelly separates us physically yet my soul still dances with yours. I can feel your hand caressing me through the lace, coaxing my body to the height of your hard masculine flesh; I can feel your heated breath as your digits travel up my legs to the tender flesh of most feminine parts, stopping suddenly to open my petals shamelessly wide, to expose all to your hungry gaze. From deep within my thighs you see the proof of my need glistening in front of you. She is dripping, longing forever and always, for you, only you.
For my favorite person in the world.
Distance cruelly separates us physically yet my soul still dances with yours. I can feel your hand caressing me through the lace, coaxing my body to the height of your hard masculine flesh; I can feel your heated breath as your digits travel up my legs to the tender flesh of most feminine parts, stopping suddenly to open my petals shamelessly wide, to expose all to your hungry gaze. From deep within my thighs you see the proof of my need glistening in front of you. She is dripping, longing forever and always, for you, only you.
51-55, F
