The Things I’ll Miss

I’ll miss it
The look in your eyes when you want me
The touch of your soft fingers on my skin
The warmth of your body pressed against mine
The sound of admiration in your deep voice
The feel of your tongue against my hard nipples
The taste of your sweet lips
The ecstasy as you slide into my sea
The loss of control as you penetrate me
The orgasmic trance you put me in
The vertigo you always seem to leave me with
Yeah, I’ll miss that


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