His hands.. slightest touch of pressure from his fingertips grace the outside of my thighs as he pulls himself in closer.. He slowly runs his touch from my thighs to my hips.. Just a touch from him has me reeling.. tipsy feeling.. Intoxicating he is.. I feel his chest muscles, so broad and strong. He gets closer, and I can feel his warmth.. He let's out a soft, low groan.. as if the sounds pushed it's way past his lips.. without willing consent.. He could not help it, but I love it.. One slight touch from him has me reeling.. Tipsy.. Love drunk even.. So warm he stays.. My sunshine,sun rays, dance through the window as the sun sets.. Mhmm for another moment We just breath each other in. Breath on my neck, can't hide my devilish grin... I love feeling wanted.. I love feeling desired.. This memory of mine.. I keep it on replay, no matter how many times I reminisce, the feeling nor image never tires.. mhmm.. Killing me softly..

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