this to you. it is so ironic that we know each other at this time in our lives. It's our sexualities you know. they match. when i hear your voice, i need to sit because my legs become so weak.. and thats just after i said "hello?" and you said "hi baby"... my mouth waters, i feel the walls of me begining to swell... i smile. I say "E___" and i know that when you heard me speak your name in a voice gone husky because your essence snaked thru the phone, carresed my nipples on it's way down my back to the rounded curve of your favorite part of me and between my thighs to my favorite part of me... you have become hard.
as i sit i feel my eyelids lower to form those eyes that make you crazy when you're on top of me. don't you miss that? how you grab my hair and make me look at you while you dance within me, a slow rut... I miss it baby... thats why my knees open and close, back and forth as i tell you how the pink silk lace ensemble you sent looks on my cherry-brown skin...
i know you like that.
you need to be here instead of there. i have all this for you. I dont want, cant want anyone else.
I need you. I need you bad.
you need to hurry...
I need you now