
| eyes open wide back arching the broken threads of my dream thinning in the soft early morning my fingers slip inside to grasp at the physical memory the streams flowing along the curve of my thighs the pulsing of my clit little flashes of sweet tender strokes i reach deeper wanting to climb into your lap to ease you ever so slightly inside kissing it lightly dreaming of your hands cupping my ass lifting me legs wrapped around your waist lips pressed hard against mine as our hips meet as you fuck me bruising my thighs your voice coaxing as you replace your cock with your hand rivers course down your arm and my fingers dig into my chest grounding me begging for you to come back between my thighs to feel the rocking, the explosion of you coming inside me |