I’ve almost forgotten how your hands feel on my face. I’ve almost forgotten the feel of you pressed against me. I’ve almost forgotten the taste of your tongue, your lips, your skin. I’ve almost forgotten how you feel beneath my fingertips.
Do I really remember or is it simply another fantasy I’ve created in my mind? Is it just my imagination playing tricks on me or do you really feel that good?
I can still feel your hands on my ass, pulling me closer. I can feel your teeth on my lip, claiming my mouth as yours.
I don’t remember how it feels to have your hand on my clit, in my pussy. I don’t remember how your teeth feel on my inner thigh.
I do remember the feeling of being filled completely with your cock. I do remember the exquisite pain when you bit my neck, marking your territory. I always remember the tug and pull on my nipples, rendering them more sensitive each time.
It’s been so long that you’re only barely imprinted on my body anymore.
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