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Touching my body

My hands is touching my body as exact as I can mirror your touch from last time we met. A stroke here a lite touch there, your warm tender hand under the shirt finding the roundness of my breast. Your fingers on my nipples, hard and ready trousers, just pulling on the elastic slowly so the hand may slip under and go to the hot and wet cave that is waiting, longing and aching for you. I let my finger slide as you had one finger touching just inside of me. Slowly, teasing and feeling, a bit surprised over the wetness…

You have ni idea how long I have dreamt of your caress…