On line

I'm now on line and you are too
Your gray/green eyes look out at me
From the page I feel you near
To touch you now is not to be
 
To kiss your lips and fondle you
Only in my thoughts and dreams
My southern part's responding
Becoming swollen so it seems
 
I cannot, will not fight it
The thought of you makes me feel good
To think that I might pleasure you
With my probing, pulsing wood
 
To feel your heat surround me
Feel your tightness 'round my toy
Feel our pubic bones colliding
As we're building up our joy
 
To feel your honey cumming  
Flowing from your sweet wet nest
Is my desire and what I need
When your climax is at its crest
 
As you're reaching your orgasm
My prick is pushing out its cream
We cum together on the page
If it is only in my dream