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Reminisce

As..I….. stand here
Looking through the window pane
Slowly watching
The pouring rain

I think of you
And
All those nights
Of joyful bliss

Reminiscing
Of you....me....we.... making love

I’m mesmerized from the thoughts of
You tasting the honey
From my frontal lips
I moan and groan
Pulling your head in closer
To my moistness

You lift up for a moment
And ask me
Baby…..
Do you like it?

I moan some more
Ahhhhhhhhh…yes
Ohhhhhhhhhh….
Yessssssssss

I remember the sweat dripping
Off my thighs
As you rise
To my convictions
Moving
Swaying
To the rythmn of love

You pull me in
Deeper
&
Deeper
And Dee…p…er

Until you baste
The back of my walls
You moan
Ummmmmmmmmm Damn…baby

Then I taste the honey
From your throne
Slowly
Licking
Up
Downnnn……..
Round
And roundddd……….
Until I have captured your throne completely

You grab the headboard
Of our universe
And let out a cry

I look up and smile
Do I please thee?
Yes..Oh……yesss
You reply

Just the very thought of you
Rises the tenderness of my nipples
As I stand looking through the window pane
Waiting for you
In the rain
My index finger motions
Slowly trailing the curves and mountains
Of my nipples & areola

I stand there and feel
Mount St. Rush More
In my inner thighs
My hand slowly moves downward
Wishing you were here

I sigh
As I move slowly into paradise
Close my eyes
And imagine
It’s you
Standing in the window pane
Making love to me

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