She longs across the miles,
craving for his sensual touch.
Heart beating in her chest,
aching for closeness not there.
Thankfully there are the words,
shared across the lonely void.
Erotic thoughts shared as one,
causing sexual juices to flow.
Moistness shared with fingers,
wet from her private parts.
Upon keyboard tapped with lust,
and thoughts of lascivious acts.
This is TOO RIGHT, I could relate to all of it, especially the lines -
"Moistness shared with fingers,
wet from her private parts.
Upon keyboard tapped with lust,
and thoughts of lascivious acts". - SPOT ON!
I shall most definitely be reading more of your work, this folder particularly interests me.
Dolores, the sweet algolagniac xxxxxxx
internet version of phone sex huh? Nasty, sleazy. Gotta pay attention next time some guy on the internet tries to steer the conversation towards sex.....might be jerking off with one hand while typing with the other. Sicko psycho. Puke puke. Porno poem.