You just left me this afternoon after hours and hours of amazing afternoon sex.

I am out of breath and dizzy and high from your smell, your taste, your touch. I had the most amazing orgasms – multiple orgasms – more amazing and deeper than anything I have ever experienced in my life. You brought that out of me.

You are warm to my touch and kiss me like I need to be kissed. You go down on me and taste and lick and kiss my pussy like it is a goddess. I come to orgasm from your touch and tongue.

We spent the afternoon in each others arms – devouring each other with our hands and our mouths. You fucked me deep and hard and then gentle and slow reaching into my depths and filling me up with your beautiful cock.

We reached levels of pleasure and ecstasy that was mutually amazing and dizzying. You rock me like no other and it’s throwing me for a loop. I can’t get enough of you.

You tell me that you can’t stop kissing me, can’t stop holding me, can’t stop touching me. You adore and cherish my pussy and look at it so longingly that I have to offer it up to you as an offering for your pleasure. Anytime. Anywhere.

I’m not sure where this is all going but I can’t get enough of you and your body and your hands and your amazingly beautiful cock which fits me like it was made for me.

I feel like I am on ecstasy – this level of sensitivity across my body is just like how I felt when I tried it – except this is all induced from our connection.

I have multiple orgasms from your body moving in sync with mine at the same speed and flow and I am so sensitive – my skin is on fire – your touch sets off the orgasms again and the quivering from my core out to my toes.