SoloTouch
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I remember your touch.
I remember your kisses. When you still meant them.
It's different now. Like fucking me is a chore. I don't feel you love me. Not anymore.
I just want you to kiss me softly, deeply. I want to feel your hands on my ribs, sliding up to stroke my breasts. Mmmmmmmmm...it's been so long. I am naked, and have just shaved my hot, tight slit. I want you to lick me, to suck my clit, to tongue fuck my wet cunt. I want to feel you hot and hard inside me, pushing me over the edge, and you coming with me into that oblivion that we so rarely visit anymore.
Let me see you hot and hard. With your sweet golden skin slightly damp from sweat, excited the way you used to be.
God, I want to kiss you. Everywhere.
Let me slide on top of you, and slip you inside me, until you get the mind bending orgasm of your life. I miss you, Baby. Say you at least miss me, too.
Let me feel your hands in my hair, and your lips on mine, your tongue stroking mine....
You just sit there. Oblivious to me. Or my needs. Ignoring me. And them.
Just show me some attention. Before I leave. Forever.
And I forget how awesome it once was.
To be touched.
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