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She's in my thoughts though we've never met,

visions of her in white thigh highs and bustier.

Such images stirring me to sexual fantasies,

that cause my breath to shallow and pant.



Closing my eyes I can almost feel her breath,

caressing my face as we embrace and softly kiss.

Imaginings growing more vivid with every thought,

as I feel my heated blood flow through my loins.



Desire creeping into my soul till lust overcomes,

and I can't get her out of my heart and mind.

As my thoughts of her consume my being,

I lose all control of where they take my journey.



Feeling myself kissing her neck and shoulders,

traveling down to where my desires take me.

The scent of her fluids wafting within my mind,

driving me wild causing throbbing sensations.



Aching longings not to be fulfilled causing sadness,

for these desires will never be quenched in reality.

Only in my dreams of lust and heated embrace,

will I know the scent of the woman in my thoughts.