So now where do I stand...
Yeah, I see you standing there and one thing is on my mind. How I cannot wait to be closer to you, anticipating those precious moments when your touch will be the only thing that matters to me. Your hands running down my sides, fingertips tracing the curves of my waist and hips while your lips are on my neck, and your breath rushing down my chest, soon become so intense as I reach despirately to reciprocate the joy your are bringing me. And soon after rubbing your inner thigh lightly I can feel you against my back, hard, just as hard as I am becomming wet. And its in those few moments in between losing close and stumbling twards the bed that I need you I need to feel you holding me as your thrust your cock into me and I moan. I need to know that you are as pleased I to be so close, so intimate with someone who shares these things that at times, can be so personal. It's all lost in a matters of momments when I pull you deeper inside of me by grabbing your ass, as you thrust into me. We make eye contact for a moment, both smile and you kiss me hard, letting your tounge rush into my mouth as your warm saliva follows and I swallow it and let my tounge play back, begging for more. and it's in these few moments, that nothing matters... I miss you