By Mishy

I miss seeing you naked, the feel of your skin. The way it responds to my touch. How you get jumpy when I go for your lower abdomen with my tongue. How you smell when you are turned on. How your meat leaps in joy at me every time I show up at its neck of the wood. The salty taste of your neck when you are on top of me. My tongue around your ear lobe as I whisper incoherent words into your ear. My graceful trip down south and how you draw my hair back as you watch me take you in whole.

I miss fucking you…

I miss you in my mouth. The taste of your dick. Your precum lubricating the back of my throat. I miss milking you with my mouth. Stroking you with my palm everywhere my tongue has been.  Lapping, swirling, sucking, reveling at the taste of you. I miss how you close your eyes when I take you… how your toes curl with every pull … how you try to reach my ass and how you chuckle at my enthusiasm every time you can’t reach my cheeks. I know you want your face between them so bad but not just yet.

I miss me in your mouth. How you tease me with your tongue… how you inhale my sex… how I soak your beard with my juices when I ride your face. How you have me jerking with every swirl of your tongue and every touch along my spine. I miss your mouth… nibbling, lapping, swirling, sucking, paying homage to the most delicious part of me. How I’d hate to break your neck with my thighs as you cripple me at the throes of pleasure.

I miss fucking you…

I miss you on top of me, inside me, all six inches at a time. Beneath me as I ride you to kingdom come. Around me, as you feel every inch of my skin with every part of you available. Overwhelming me as you reach for my nipple between your full moist lips. I miss moaning for you, eyes rolling to the back of my head as you stroke my walls. Moaning and going feral with every stroke. Hard, deliberate, sensual fucking.

I fucking miss, fucking you.