Thinking

 

What am I thinking when I think of you?
I’m thinking of what it is I want to do
To your body with hands and lips
To have you quiver and raise your hips
To smell your sex and taste your honey
To ride your wave and feel you on me
I imagine your body beneath mine
An image floating in decadent time
The slapping of bodies, sweaty and hot
The soft feel of your breasts when caught
The warm wetness between your thighs
Slipping in and out, so hard and high
Pounding slowly and gaining momentum
Making you cum hard once and then some
Feeling your mouth envelope my dick
Tingling sensations with every wet lick
Hearing your soft moans as you take me in deep
Exploding spasms of hot love to keep
The rhythm of your heartbeat resting upon my chest
The soft feel of your skin that I gently caress
These are just few of the things I greatly miss
When I think of you and your soft, wet kiss