My Thoughts

 My thoughts run freely about anything and everything. When I think of my lover my body betrays me in so many ways.

 My eyes voluntarily close. A soft deep throated moan escapes through my lips as I picture him naked before me. Sitting there with his legs spread inviting me to play.

 My nipples harden at the thought of his voice. Strong and masculine calling to me to taste his muscles. To taste him in every way.

 My mouth begins to water at the thought of his thick manhood inside of it. My tongue tingles with the remembered thoughts of how his manhood feels like velvet.

 My lower region grows warm and thickens at the thought of him entering me. The slow thrusts. The deep strokes that would make my juices flow feverishly.

 My thoughts race at the thought of his arms around me or the feeling of his big string hands caressing me. My thoughts rampage within me.

 My thoughts become like sexual demons. I touch myself as I picture my lover touching me. His tongue every where on me as I moan with ecstasy.

 Slowly bringing me to a climax. My body convulsing and my mind goes blank until my thoughts run freely again.