Passion
Up at night because I can't stop thinking about you.
wondering what you are doing and are you thinking about me.
As I lay here my imaginations of you & I begin to run wild.
It started out by you taking off my clothes & kissing me passionately.
As we lay together you begin to explore my body, kissing me from head
to toe until you found my G-spot & just think of what you would do next...
I closed my eyes & began to shake as the waves of orgasms rushed
through my body & I came multiple times all over the place. Letting me
catch my breath you then deeply penetrated me with long deep strokes, my
moans were no longer soft cries they became loud cries as I exploded on top
of you. sinking my head into the pillow to hide my tears of joy, pain, pleasure,
lovemaking, & f***ing all wrapped in one. If only this was real I guess it goes in my book of fantasies.
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