Saturday, July 20, 2013
such sweet memories.....
Fluffing the pillows on the bed, then softly laying down. My body wrapped only in my towel, droplets of water shining on my freshly showered body. Turning to open the night stand drawer...my fingers searching to find my battery operated toy..smiling as I pull it out. My eyes closing as I press the tip of the fake cock to my lips. Thinking...remembering...missing the touch of you. My tongue darting out, wetting the tip of the toy, teasing it as I would you. My legs parting as I think of the last time we touched. Your pride so hard and thick as you slammed it in and out of my mouth..gagging me. Using me as your own.
Turning on the device..listening to it vibrate as I drop my hand..resting the tip of the hardness to my delicate button..moaning as I remember the way you toyed with the same soft tender spot while your cock slammed in and out of me over and over. Wiggling..my towel falling open..fingertips finding my nipple..squeezing it hard..tugging it as you would. My excitement growing.
Pushing my hand guiding the quivering toy into my opening..my hips jerking up.. hearing your deep voice in my head...recalling each grunt that came up through your throat. Remembering each time the words "fuck my cock" echoed in the room. My thoughts now pushing me closer...closer...as I drive the toy into my wetness.
My orgasm exploding...screaming out your name...my juices covering the fake cock..running down the crack of my ass. My breath quick short...grunting as my pleasure surges through my being.
Resting there...a smile crossing my lips...eyes fluttering open. My memory of you so clear and sharp...wishing I could hear your breath your soft words as you lay atop me..spent...your manhood still buried deep within me.
Slowly sitting up, wiping my toy clean and placing it back in the drawer. Grinning as I pull a pair of my panties from your dresser..using them to clean my wetness...then leaving them in the middle of your bed in a ball
Blowing a kiss to your pillow as I scamper off to dress.
be well my love...think of me now and then....
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