she was up late at night
with memorys of him
eyes closed, her hand swept her parshalie nude bodyturning her self on,
him in her mind, her body was blazzed with passionet fire,
she felt her self all over as he would
she touched the out lines of her breast
the curve or her him, biting her lip as if she was teasing him,
seeing his eyes in front of her, grasping the pillow in front of her, she longed for him,
slidding her fingers to the very opening of where he had been,
her fire could not be put out,
she slipps to fingers ever so slightly into her pussy
feeling the damp contour of her clit,
grasping her breath as she found the spot that he had once touched,
breathing is now heavey
and she is moving her legs together with her hand stuck inbetween
she beckens him
calling his name
he does not hear her, as he os gone
and far away
but ther lust for him is stronger then ever
as she feels him in her vains
her heart is on a rampage
she becanes his name
more more deeper
and harder her hand thrusts in word and out word
her finger wet and prunish as she has stired with in a while
trying to climax
she dreams further in her mind
rembering
his touches
his careses
his yes where like jade green
his lips where perfectly kissable
and his body was bult from gods
asif he was carved every inch of him
as if he was built just for her
her toes curl
and she is now curving backword
cumming very hard and steadly
mmmm mmmmmmmm yes
ahhh god
how i long for thee
ohhh
her body shakes and shivers
and she lays ever so still for any movement will make her clit pulse harder and make her body tremble
finally when all is still and rested
she lays there hair flowing over pillow eyes painted shut
and she dreams of her absent lover
she dreams for his return