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Thinking of you  

davepman 53M
12 posts
10/26/2020 6:25 am
Thinking of you

Thinking of you, my dreams exploding like the waterfall of our desire, when we so very much enjoyed the electricity of our passion derived in so many wonderful erotic and sensual ways. I feel you touching me now, like you used to do when we made love and when we fucked, the way you teased and flirted with my being, the way you kissed me and the way your fingers slid through my hair as your kiss explored mine into the depths of our heaven, always, always taking us on another step, your kisses traveling now, all over my body as my lips hunger for the taste of you.

Like the emotions of love, the feelings we all share - complete- to restore and regenerate into the calm waters, which, eventually, will stir again, as the sea pulls back and returns with each tide. Like the passion shared between<b> lovers </font></b>and the deep, deep fusion of souls combined remain, like the waves and the tides, forever there.

We fuse like that in so many ways as I touch my lover gently, teasing her apart, my thumb so gently making tiny rings around her so gorgeous clit, I want to feel the sensation of that now between my lips, taste the nectar of your sensuality, feeling its wetness drench me as I prompt you to smother my face with your sex.

Sometimes the sea evaporates in the heat of the sun, like a lust that is lost, hidden in the clouds above - seemingly never to return, our hearts become vacant, our minds confused: where is the desire once shared? We search and sometimes find that which we believe is love, but the chemical fusion is unbalanced, it is not love but lust which flashes like lightning and ends with thunder and, afterwards abandons us, until another storm brews. But in my soul and in my heart I know the truth of my longing. I know the truth that is far beyond lusts and passions. Not just desire and lust. Love is in my heart and mind.

When we fuck it is always like that. We almost exhaust ourselves with never ending passion it seems; you take the depths of my cock inside your wetness and I feel the pressure of your muscles squeeze its plum, pushing deeper which prompts me to pull you even closer as we explore your body, tasting, sniffing and so enjoying the nectar of our mutual passion, as then our lips meet once more to mix the nectar of our love, so good and so absolutely wonderful, making it seem as though we are one, our souls and bodies combined. Then we are lost to oblivion, our senses numbed.

“Lover, I need you so much. Need you constantly so very much.”

You eyes and your smile say everything, the way they avert my gaze and look down upon your feet, the way you hold me in your arms then, that certain something that words cannot explain, the short quick tender kisses in public, but it is conveyed through the eyes which glitter like a puddle in the rain. Then you take me to your special place again, always hungry for more of the same, with maybe some new things to learn. I feel you squeezing and pulling again, you are loving it. I want to bathe this head into your strong breast now, one by one teasing you so, feeling the shiver in your body so, then you moan as you hold your breasts boldly, catching the length of me between, then hides between, and I feel, I feel MMM feeling you stretch it back so strong as you lick, trapped between, then the deep, deep suck as you want it more, taking, taking so deep. Baby, baby no one can make me want as I want you.

Soon our passion returns, you are dressed in my favorite skirt and I yearn for the touch of you once more. After another long passionate kiss I find myself wanting to explore you, as if to discover what is hidden beneath, then when I look to reveal the gorgeous whiteness of your black stockinged thighs I feel the surge within, strengthening the growing passion below, I can hardly wait for you to feel me over my jeans now as my fingers wonder further up the inside of your thighs, peeling back your skirt even more to reveal ---- mmmm. Those sexy wonderful black laced panties and garters to match, which you know will drive me absolutely crazy. Then I feel the squeeze to soothe the ache I now feel for you, an ache which you will know how to deal with, and your hands busy, my stiff throbbing cock now and your opened lips find my plum again. I need to reveal your wet, so very wet pussy, now I need to bathe my being inside and stir the depths within. It’s happening and we are both like animals as we let it all flow in a way we so very much enjoy of each other. Soon you stretch so beautifully wide for me as I plunge into you, your legs crossed over my back as your hands circle my neck to hold us both firm for a very strong and vibrant penetrating fuck, feeling your suction swallow me inside, holding me there, never seeming to let go, like I am hugging you forever, never to part. My lust with you has never been so strong with anybody else. It remains there - will it return, this wonderful feeling and the presence of you?


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