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By angieubaldo Date: 2003 Sep 16 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.16.10.21.12393]] |
| This sexual frustration is killing me. His hands crawled all over my body, caressed my breast, my heart beats underneath, its feels like it is going to pop out of my chest. I wonder if he can sense it, feel my pulse, beating. My heart. I feel lightheaded as I watch my ceiling fan, wondering where we go from here. Between the sheets tonight, I made love to you, in my mind, I took you inside and we were one. It was the best sex of my life that I never had. Its amazing how what we want can mean so much more then what we have had so many times, that meant nothing. The endless array of pretentious posers that came before you, but you are different, so virtuous, I am more to you then just a cute girl with a nice ass. I wish you would see you deserve so much more then I can ever give... |