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The thought of you

The thought of you

Licking my lips!
At the thought you,
Of what I will do
To what you've got.
Anticipation
Of being with you,
I get horny and hot!
Every time you come near.
Your nipples grow hard,
You are so wet.
With you, sex is great.
And so hard to forget.
I long the sensation
That you give to me,
With penetration,
With some fantasy.
Your thong grows damp,
As I sit and wait.
I turn on the lamp,
As the hour grows late.
Soon I will hold you,
Tight in my arms.
You thrill and arouse me,
With your female charms.
Your breasts are perfect,
Your nipples of dark brown.
Your nectar is sweet,
For me to drink.
Your skin so smooth,
And soft to the touch.
I wish you would hurry!
I want you so much.