2008-03-23 :: I wait you to back...

I'm thinking about you. As I lie here in my solitary bed, my eyes close; my hand starts its journey down from my soft neck, my fingers trailing across my tight nipples as I imagine your hard, work-roughened hands in place of my insufficient ones. I think how would it be if you're here with me, and my hips begin a slight rise and fall in time with my breathing. My heart beats faster as I slide my shorts down, my fingers lightly skimming the hair at the apex of my soft thighs. I slide my right index finger up the juncture of my right thigh. I can feel your lips, your tongue, there. You told me how you love my naked body, and I looked into mirror to understand your meaning. My eyes close, I imagine you and play with my pussy as my imagination takes control.