“Hi there. I’ve missed you today. “
I’ve spent most of the day thinking about you and spent the whole drive home thinking about your thick cock.
“Do you know how hot you look sitting on the side of the bed?,” I ask as my mouth finds yours.
Reality, memory, and fantasy mingle like our tongues, intertwine. My body responds to your touch and I’m suddenly starving. I pull your shirt over your head and kiss you gently some more, my fingertips running along your chest and shoulders. I know where the stool is without even breaking the kiss and I kneel on it so I can continue to touch you and not break the moment.
I trail my fingers across your erect nipples as I bring my touch lower, and know I need to give them attention, too. I slowly move my kisses to along your jawline and down your neck, pausing at the soft spot near your collarbone. My tongue wants to rush so that I can taste all of you but I force myself to take my time; your pleasure is worth it.