The best way for me to cope with the thought of you is to write down everything I been feeling for you.
The lust is just driving me crazy. The thought of you forcing your fingers in me, controlling me, and constantly having me drip in wetness for you. I wish I could still run my fingers through your hair while you soak up every last bit of cum dripping down my leg before it touches your bed sheets.
I wish I could feel you hold my breathe as you wrap your hand around my thin neck. You smile because you enjoy the power I give you.
You say that you could tell I really want it as you hold my thighs in your hands and pull me closer. My eyes are closed but I can feel your gaze on me as my body aches for your touch. My stomach moves and shakes for your mouth as I grow drenched in suspense.
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I was happy before I met you but you came and flipped my world upside down on a new high. The high only lasted for a little but low I will remember for a lifetime.