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Not thinking much

Not thinking much:

Nothing much
I am not thinking today
Of a whole lot of anything

Just an idea here
And a few there
And one that really just rubs me

I don�t want to tell you, where

It�s light
And cold
And sensitive
And bold
It�s loud
And wonderful

It would be between me, and you

I have warm thoughts, of white snow trickling down, the blazing depths� below

I never mentioned this, I shouldn�t now, but my thoughts wonder off

I can�t tell you were they will go

its light
and cold
and sensitive
and bold
its loud
and wonderful

How you�re splayed out for me; like a gift of sensual dreams

You are everything I crave, wrapped into a man

My nipples react and become erect, to the cold wet I am standing in

Warm on the layered camping mattress, looking like the king I have always desired

I enjoy this blistering madness, I don�t know why; but it is driving me�Crazy for you

The sexual seduction and you my wonton sexual addiction, my only craving for satisfaction

I think as I look at you, all the beautiful and all the amazing things I want to do; and I stand in this cold

Wetness until I give in

I warm my body using you, I rub myself all over you like a kitten; I start with your feet and all I want to

do is just rub my body �against you

I love how your man feels, I love how your scent smells, all over me; and I rub myself until I can�t see

Straight

My pussy is so wet, I leak; but she isn�t the one in need

I ache, I am so hungry for you to get inside of me; let me ride you

in my ass� Please?

I am on top you, hold me and I painfully put you into my ass

My wetness drenches you as I spill over cumming �

Many, many times I cannot control myself

I flood the mattress you become my sexy man ice cream

This could go on for a long, long, long time

But . . . I need to wait for the next season: and fun thing that will hit my mind

Lori