Remembering You
I remember how we began. Speaking of each other's love of written art. You helping me recapture my Muse, who left me stagnant. Our first conversation intriguing me, leading me to dig deeper. The attraction I held for you started many moons prior. Feeling connected to you, more than anyone before. Overjoyed when you admitted feeling connected to me too.
Our connection growing daily. My heart falling for a man that touched my soul, long before ever touching my body. Before our eyes held each other's live image, I was already yours.
You touching my body, was euphoric. Your tongue upon my erect nipples. My wet, yoni perfectly molded around your lingam. Slowly riding you. Feeling every vein, every inch of your rigid shaft, pleasing me to no end. Breathtaking kisses, so sweet upon my lips. Wave after wave of pleasure crashing, soaking the sheets. Goosebumps decorating my skin. Us giving each other all we had. Exploring each other and relishing every moment. Lovemaking perfect enough to make the angels weep for joy.
Physical distance was our main obstacle. Till your fortress of uncertainty.
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