Wishful Thinking..

Aching for the feel of your tongue on my nipples, a moan escapes my mouth. Can you hear me calling?

The memory of the heat from your body gives me shivers as I begin to touch myself, how long has it been?

Days, weeks, months....long enough to feel the wetness through my panties. Fuck, I'm ready.

I squeeze my legs together in a hopeless attempt to silence this intense throbbing, throbbing so intense that it drowns out the rapid

beating of my heart. The sweet taste of ecstasy dances on my lips as I breathe in deep and prepare myself for what's to come.

Thoughts of penetration tear me apart at the seam while echoes of your voice linger in my ear. A moan escapes your mouth as we

engage in an equal exchange, I scratch as you dig. "Baby I'm going to cum," I cry out in an unfathomable amount of pleasure. "I'm going

to cum so you'd better not stop." My temperature rises and my thighs become weak....waterfalls. Glossy eyed and completely spent, I

come back to earth. If only you were here....