I love to think of you wet and wanting, seduced by my words and in your imagination, my touch on your warm womanly curves...can you feel my touch...
Do your nipples, which I crave to touch, rise proud and erect as you read my fantasies and does your own light brush of your skin send a thrill like an electric shock through your wanting and lusting body that swoons to be desired.
Are responding to my written seduction....
Would you like my lips to travel slowly down your body kissing your bare skin lightly as they follow the same path as my fingers before them, and I thrill as your body responds to each new touch.
My head comes to rest on your warm bare thigh as I watch my fingers circle your honeypot and flutter across your labia like a butterfly on the petals of a delicate flower and I smile as your hips move to my pleasuring.
My fingers hover at the entrance of your honeypot, so pink and sweet, as my eyes soak in the sensual beauty of the scene and I no longer can resist the urge to taste your juices and my tongue laps hungrily as your hands in my hair urge me deeper between your thighs.
Your hips writhe with abandonment at my seduction and you give your body to the pleasures of the flesh as my tongue teases your aroused clitoris.
I feel your body begin to tense as your orgasm rises from deep within you and your fingers close in my hair as you thrust me into your flower as you cum and I lap willing at your free-flowing juices and enjoy the growing wetness that runs.
My manhood stands erect as your hand glides along it length, your fingers lingering on the rim of its head and we both know it will not be long until it sinks deep inside your wetness as we writhe in the pleasures of seduction.
And then the written word finishes but my body remains enlivened, aroused and wanting more