I Mean........

Sitting here wondering if it will ever happen, I mean we’ve been dancing around the idea for weeks.
The timing I guess isn’t right I mean never right. Even when we do get close….
Yeah we touch I mean we touch…...
But never fully engage into complete intercourse. And believe me I am not upset.
In fact I have gone through my temper tantrums of not getting what I want when I want it.
I sometime call it my spoiled chronicles.
But the anticipation is building and the days between us keep passing. And still my patience continues to grow. Because I know deep in my soul that he’s a slow burner.
You know the type.
The one that will give and take care of your every need.
Licking Kissing Caressing Hugging Sucking Touching Oh!
And you know I can’t stand it.
Our never really going all the way.
I mean we play around each other.
We hold chatting competitions seeing just how far our minds can take us into ecstasy.
But my eyes have seen things.
The ten inch dark thick long member that’s lighter at the tip waiting to be kissed.
The skin is so soft and smooth, lips like plush firm pillows, kissing him is like falling into liquid velvet. So yielding and effortless, inviting and delightful.
Have you ever kissed anyone like that?
His way of kissing both regions slowly and generous, full of vigor, mouth open, ready to receive all the juices...... He commits reprieve to me.
Oh but that’s not all with every lick I quiver.
Legs trembling from the pleasure
I can hardly remember having this feeling.
Maybe long ago before dark diversions where such a distant past.
Damn it I didn’t want it to end.
But the time has expired completely without grievance and no overwhelming satisfaction.
I mean maybe if not only fully for him.
My moment’s enjoyment was in the beginning, the innocence of naughty gratification.
All coming from waves of enjoyment barely securing each moment in time.