It's been weeks since we talked, but I think about you every day. I check my inbox to see if you've left me a message. When you do, my heart leaps, and my body starts to burn and ache for you.
I saw you just for a minute today, and it was so nice. Just knowing that you are still close by, still wanting me, makes me wet with anticipation. I wanted to chat with you, but, of course, we missed each other just barely.
I wanted to talk to you about my body, my soft curves, my tingling skin, my hard nipples, my moist pussy lips. I removed all of my clothes, exposing myself to you in my mind, wanting you, willing you to touch and taste and feel me. I flicked my middle finger over my waiting clit, traced along my dripping slit, and back up, circling my clit with my fingertip, imagining it is your tongue licking my clit so gently. I have to taste myself, sweet and tangy, and I can feel my pussy responding, wanting to be fucked. By you, of course, but I have to settle for something else. My little blue "yours and mine" cleverly packaged KY dildo! (Who knew they could sell these at Wal-mart!)
I know it is nowhere near as big as you, but slowly, steadily, I begin to fuck my hot cunt with my right hand, still circling my juicy slick clit with the left, all the while, eyes closed, thinking about you. I want your words in my mind! I want your thoughts to take me over the edge! The seduction you have is with your words and your writing, though having your body would be a welcome addition.
Before long, I am cumming hard, crying out, satisfying myself, but still wanting more.
I hope you like this. It's just for you. I can't wait to chat with you again!
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