Risk

"I miss you." a text I want to send. a moment of

taking a risk. I want to let him know his lips are on top of my list. a list of what I wish to feel again.

it felt like we just met.. again just with more experience and age. no fear, all real. he made it comfortable. both of us making an effort.

to the room, to chit chat, both showered individually, yet you greet me as I was in need of a towel. wrapped me up and carried me out. oh, I was so wet. no surprise but surprised you was ready for it.

taking a deep breath, feeling your tongue doing it's dance. oh you dig into this pussy and kept diving right in. knees to my chest. my lips hugging his dick and leaving a mess.

my sight had plenty of options to look in every

direction. from his eyes, to his reaction, to his body, and down where was the action.

my fingers reaching to his skin, he didn't want to be touched. he gave me the signal that what he's doing was more than enough.

tears slowly dripping down my face, he's hitting the spot. his hand fix my face, look at him. oh he wants to see my reaction. "don't move." was all I hear.

motions are slow and our skins smacking is making it very interesting. his jaw dropped, his eyes rolling back. he feels so good in and he's just doing the rest.

I shared my sexual noise but this time I'm about to bust this nut. he's asks, say yes. his strokes become deeper and just when he hits once more, I got to release it.

a long moan came out and his hands searching my body for him to keep balance. feeling everything from the waist down, shivering.

the meeting before was better than this. but I figured I dip in one more. just to see if it's worth another risk.