I’m sitting here in this room feeling empty without you. I never get to spend any time with you. I never get to see your handsome face. I wish you could be here right now so I can run my fingers through your hair. I want to kiss you gently then not so gently. (You bring out the horny bitch in me sometimes).
I’m not sure if this means much to you...but sometimes just the thought of you makes me want to be fucked hard. I picture myself kissing you gently at first then grabbing a firm hold on that hair of yours and pushing your face into mine. If only you were here.
I can picture walking into this room. I’m wearing a little black skirt and an easy -access, button-up blouse. I’d kiss your neck sit on your lap facing you. I’d feel your fully hard dick through my silk panties. You would make me so wet. I would grind my pussy roughly on your cock while you unbutton my blouse. I’d grind even harder into you as you undo my bra and suck on my tits. Your hands would be going up my skirt and inside my panties. You would tease me for a little bit, rubbing my clit. Feel me get wet with anticipation. (I’m rubbing my clit now and I’m pretending that its you baby). Finally, you roughly begin to finger-fuck me (oooh baby, that feels reeaaaal good). (Oooh baby you’re still sucking on my tits as you shove another finger into me.). I’d cum all over your fingers if you were here. After that, I would kneel down in front of you and suck on your 8" cock. (OOOH Brett! This letter I’m writing to you is really turning me on!) I would suck on you sooo hard if you were here in my bedroom. I would stick all of your 8" cock in my throat. (Mmmmm...I miss having your dick in my mouth) (I miss the taste of your cum). You pick me up off the floor and lay me on my bed. You rip off my clothes as I rip yours off. After that, as we lay in my bed with you on top of me, you lift up my legs and put them on your shoulders. They straighten out as you prepare to fuck me hard (I’m soo flexible).
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