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Tonight I lie awake, and my nipples tingle and harden as I think about you filling me.
Any orifice would do; were you here you could have your choice.
My mouth is warm and wet and welcoming,
And I would willingly let my lips slide and stretch over your glistening cock-head.
My asshole is tight and would hold you hard within her vice-like grip.
But tonight my mind is racing, and my body is on automatic pilot.
And tonight it is my cunt that is ravenous for you.
My wet, tight, pink-petalled pussy.
It oozes and drips, and throbs when I imagine you,
Your face buried between my thighs,
Licking me slowly.
My clit pulses to a syncopated rhythm of blood and sex,
How she longs for your tongue to swirl around her, to suck and tease and tickle.
When you slide your finger inside my cunt, still sucking my clit, I keen and wail.
My cunt clenches around your digits, as she slicks you with her ambrosia, and I grind my hips in a dance of pure hunger.
I want to cover your face in her juices, and to lick you clean afterwards, tasting myself all over you.
