Hearing you say:
“I love what you do to my pussy”. You sigh quietly and add, “I’ve missed you so much.”
My cock twitches just thinking about it.
Have you stroke me, build up to a hard and fast speed with your fingers on the either side of the head, moaning as I play with yours ass underneath you.
I love not being able to tell what is making you moan so passionately. Is it me playing with your ass and teasing you? Or is it you teasing me? With my naturally soaked cock in your hands? Is it both?
I love when you continue to stroke me hard and fast as I groan out, “I cumming.”
I love hearing you moan when I whisper, “you make my cock feel so good, baby,” in your ear and feeling you stroke me harder in response.
I love touching your pussy, rubbing you as you rub me, and feeling one of your big cascading orgasms happen; your pussy clenches down, even as it’s empty, and I can feel your inner walls brush against the pads of my fingers as I give you long strokes, wetness gushing out of you.
It’s times like these that I know I could make you squirt, but choose to just savor the feeling your cunt cry for me. Soaking my hand with each brush of my fingers.
This is all my sleepy mind can add for now. I love you baby girl.
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My partner recently moved 3,000 miles away to accept a job while I finish school, this is one of the few visits we get to squeeze into both our busy schedules. This is just me savoring the moments we have.
Noting down the things you do that make me melt. That also set me on fire. You’re a filthy slut only for me, my filthy slut, and I love it.
I may add to this as our weekend progresses. I might not.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/src9di/things_from_our_weekend_that_ive_absolutely_loved