I can't help but think of his beauty. The soft scent of the ..
Added 2022-11-29 18:01:53 +0000 UTCI can't help but think of his beauty. The soft scent of the cologne he wears, the bright smile when he waves hello to me, the warmth I feel when his body is close to mine, the happiness I get when I hear his voice. How I dream of one day being able to touch his soft lips and caress my finger across the palms of his hands. I want to memorize every fold and crevice, every detail of his skin. So that if I were ever blindfolded I could tell which hands belong to him. But alas, the only option I have is to touch him in my dreams. While I pleasure myself with this dildo, I only have my sweet memories of him to construct an idea of what it would feel like to have him on top of me. To have him hold me while he fucks my tight pussy, imagining his grunts and groans as he penetrates me. The sweat between our bodies and the pleasure we give each other. Ultimate bliss. My soft feet on his chest as he stares into my eyes with lust and love. I want him to be completely devoted to me.
