MR. Depp

Mr. Depp

I lay quiet in the dark, on my be bed, my remote control

running across one breast and down the other, sliding down my stomach,

for a brief instant a flicker in time, you're mine.

Your body covers mine, pushing my head down onto the pillow. I can feel

your hand dances across my skin, teasing me with your touch.

Outlining the curves and swells of my body, I can feel the warmth of your breath

Your fingertips exploring the folds of my sex for your pleasure.

A kiss, a lick, a gentle push, as you slide inside me

Quivering as the orgasm flowing through me subsides, I open my eyes again to see your

image flicker across the screen . You're not inside me anymore, but for a

moment, I was sure you were. You were mine Johnny.