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Your touch is electric. When I feel your arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. My lips on your neck as I feel your gasp explode from you. Your eager hands searching my body, scratching, clawing at me with a hungry lust. Your legs curling up beside my torso as you moan deeply into my ear. Let me pleasure you, let me worship your body with mine for as long as I can hold you. I want to please you, to bring you the ecstasy you crave and what you deserve so much.

Your touch is electric. When I feel your arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. My lips on your neck as I feel your gasp explode from you. Your eager hands searching my body, scratching, clawing at me with a hungry lust. Your legs curling up beside my torso as you moan deeply into my ear. Let me pleasure you, let me worship your body with mine for as long as I can hold you. I want to please you, to bring you the ecstasy you crave and what you deserve so much.

It’s not a lust-filled rage that drives me, it’s the passion you create in me that fuels my hunger. My need to hold you and touch you from so far away. A longing to feel your body as close to mine as we can possibly get. To hold an unbroken kiss as your hips dance magically in my lap, grinding me into you delicately. Feeling each shiver up your spine tremble through your lips. To pull you tight against me as our bodies are enveloped by one another.

It’s not a lust-filled rage that drives me, it’s the passion you create in me that fuels my hunger. My need to hold you and touch you from so far away. A longing to feel your body as close to mine as we can possibly get. To hold an unbroken kiss as your hips dance magically in my lap, grinding me into you delicately. Feeling each shiver up your spine tremble through your lips. To pull you tight against me as our bodies are enveloped by one another.

How does that feel babygirl? The hardness of me sliding inside of you, slowly, inch by inch filling you. Focus on that feeling, let it burn you up inside, allow yourself to give in to the sensation. Moan for me little one, let loose the restraints and let me hear how it feels. Don’t hold back. Let yourself feel!

How does that feel babygirl? The hardness of me sliding inside of you, slowly, inch by inch filling you. Focus on that feeling, let it burn you up inside, allow yourself to give in to the sensation. Moan for me little one, let loose the restraints and let me hear how it feels. Don’t hold back. Let yourself feel!

I would love to hold her. To cradle her sleeping body in my arms as she wraps herself around me. Her soft breath on my cheek as she pulls me closer amidst her sleeping dreams. Tighter, tighter still, safe and warm in my embrace!

I would love to hold her. To cradle her sleeping body in my arms as she wraps herself around me. Her soft breath on my cheek as she pulls me closer amidst her sleeping dreams. Tighter, tighter still, safe and warm in my embrace!

When words don’t cut it, in fact, you can’t speak. The eroticism of the moment overtakes your being and all that is left are touches, grasping hands and a loud beating heart. Your mouth falls open as you aim kisses at your lovers’ lips. Your hands feverish in their exploration of her body as your moans burble from your mouth and your hips roll in time with hers…

When words don’t cut it, in fact, you can’t speak. The eroticism of the moment overtakes your being and all that is left are touches, grasping hands and a loud beating heart. Your mouth falls open as you aim kisses at your lovers’ lips. Your hands feverish in their exploration of her body as your moans burble from your mouth and your hips roll in time with hers…

I find myself lost in the memory of a touch. The way her skin reacted to my fingers as the slipped over her skin. The soft hairs reaching for my lips as I pressed them softly to her stomach. The gasps that betrayed her composure as the claps of her bra flung open. The relaxation in her eyes as she dropped her head back and gave herself to me.

I find myself lost in the memory of a touch. The way her skin reacted to my fingers as the slipped over her skin. The soft hairs reaching for my lips as I pressed them softly to her stomach. The gasps that betrayed her composure as the claps of her bra flung open. The relaxation in her eyes as she dropped her head back and gave herself to me.

This whole thing right here is what I dream of! Seriously, it kills me!

My arms are yours, all you need do is ask. I make no demands on you, simply find shelter in my embrace!

My arms are yours, all you need do is ask. I make no demands on you, simply find shelter in my embrace!

Can I? Can I just have you for silly Saturday afternoons? Can I have you in my arms to laugh and joke with? Can I tell you my entire day in a single stare? Can I watch you as you nuzzle into me? Can I hold you tight and never let you go?

I have an image of me in my mind, the calm, quiet me. The me who you see in the early morning hush of sleepiness and drowsy eyelids. I’m standing there smiling, staring at nothing in particular, simply staring, and smiling. You see there’s a comfort wrapped around me in that imaginary place, the comfort of her. The simplest thought of her, the smell of her hair and the beat of her heart against my chest makes me smile, even though I’ve never held her, or smelt her hair. She still makes me smile. One day that smile will be on my face, but not in that imaginary world, oh no, that smile will be staring back at me from my own mirror.

I have an image of me in my mind, the calm, quiet me. The me who you see in the early morning hush of sleepiness and drowsy eyelids. I’m standing there smiling, staring at nothing in particular, simply staring, and smiling. You see there’s a comfort wrapped around me in that imaginary place, the comfort of her. The simplest thought of her, the smell of her hair and the beat of her heart against my chest makes me smile, even though I’ve never held her, or smelt her hair. She still makes me smile. One day that smile will be on my face, but not in that imaginary world, oh no, that smile will be staring back at me from my own mirror.