A Letter To My Lover
Do you remember putting your mouth near my ear and sucking in a breath of air as if you were going to whisper something to me?
Do you remember me melting in your arms? My legs squeezed together. My cunt wet.
Do you remember shifting your body and pushing your middle finger inside me in one fluid motion that caused me to squirt all over your hand and my thighs?
“Yyyyesss you hissed with such a proud tone as you continued to work your finger to another wet orgasms and another.
My eyes roll to the back of my head. I’m clinging to you for dear life.
Do you remember my left hand reaching down to grab your swollen cock? I stroked and squeezed your flesh depending on the intensity of the orgasm you were giving me.
Do you remember giving into the will of your erection, turning me over and shoving the full length deep inside my soaked cunt?
My hand clawing and gripping your bed sheet into a wad with your steady rhythm of conquer. My moans filling your room and escaping out into the parking lot below.
Feeling your cock own every inch of my flesh. My skin on fire from each thrust hitting my g-spot so perfectly.
Do you remember how you gripped my ass pulling and pushing me onto your cock? Can you still feel my cunt clenching you with each orgasm?
Do you remember how your body started to tense and shake with your cock swelling even more?
“Cum in me, I begged.
“Cum in me, I pleaded.
“Cum in me, I demanded.
Do you remember clenching my ass with a tight grip as your seed spilled deep inside me as my cunt milked every bit from your cock?
Every detail of our last time together.