Monday, July 25, 2011
In Your Arms
I want you to hold me in your arms, looking at me in the eyes as our bodies connect. I anticipate what you plan for me, calling my name. I will take you in my mouth while you tease me with your tongue. I love to have my breasts massaged. I know they're small but they are one of my most sensual points. I have many sensual points. I won't tell you where they are, you will have to search. Can you discover them? Will you know by the expression on my face if you've made a discovery? Can you see me touching myself now, as I anticipate your entrance inside me? I desire to feel it against my walls, feeling the pressure of your hardness pulsating inside me. Do you feel the heat too? My blood is boiling over, my wetness betrays me. I see your hardness expressing itself so brilliantly. I burst forth as you gently touch my crease. You glance up and smile that controlled smile, knowing that I'm mere putty in your hands. When it comes to you, I am so weak, so honest, and so easily possessed. You are my lover, and you make me feel alive. Even though... You are a dream.