__________by Pebbles
As I lay in the bed thoughts of her manifest...
I'm telling her how good she makes me feel, better than the rest
I want to kiss her but I can't because mind is preoccupied with thoughts of her face between my thighs taking me to that highest high
Confusing me...
I don't know what's down and what's up
She's drinking from me as if I were a cup
Made to satisfy her thirst and her thirst only
But... what she doesn't know is that this cup overflows
It has an overabundance of that intoxicating
Make you wanna masturbate flavor that men AND womyn alike savor
I want her to touch me there in that spot that gets me hot then drink it up and don't waste a drop...
Her intrigue has galvanized my senses to the point that I am open, lying here hoping that this arousal was not in vain...
For a moment I feel ashamed.
Yet... my body becomes receptive to her touch
I am released from the confines of this place and time as she inhales my erotic wine
Then the climax begins and I feel that liquid silk secretion
Please don't stop until I've reached cumpletion
Ahhh...
Damn that was too fast... I'm still stimulated
I've never felt this way when I masturbated
