ONE OF THOSE MORNING...


It's one of those mornings...
when you wake up feeling so horny, seems like your "it" is talking, and all of sudden your mind starts lusting. You start reminiscing, your body start calling and you start missing. Missing that one person who understood your body language and just by taking one look at you he/she knew exactly what you needed.

It's one of those mornings...
when everything about that person comes to mind. You remember how their body responded without a single touch. And how you loved watching them melt in ecstasy in lust, when you looked into their eyes and they looked into yours. How you used to get aroused with just the thought of it going inside the hole. And when ya bodies talked, there was no needs for words because a single kiss used to say it all.

It's one of those mornings...
I'm so h o r n y, not sure why I woke up with the need of feeling him inside of me, going in and out, deep. Making that lovely splashy sound, kitty so wet, his "it" feeling like is going to drown. My fluid dripping down his balls making him desire my body more more. Wanting to go deeper and deeper, faster and faster as we share a passionate kiss; our tongue playing in our mouth, as our lips push against each other trying to devour one and other. As our hands go wandering, trying to get a feel, and the mouth goes down stimulating all our senses as to conquer the ultimate orgasm.

It just one of those mornings...

1 comment:

  1. I really love all of your poetry

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