She missed his hands sliding down her back as he slowly reached for a kiss. His touch had a way to make her wet, so wet she couldn’t resist touching him back as she climbed on top of him.
When they made love it seemed like the world stopped and focused on them. He made her feel like she was on top of the world as she rode him and he grabbed her tits. She leaned forward as he place her tits in his mouth. That made her wetter.
She missed having his dick so deep in her, her pussy gripped it like it was the first time every time. She missed the way he’d come back up and let her taste all her juices off his lips.
After he’d eat it hed slide right back in her tight wet pussy. It was always nice and warm so warm he’d say how much he like being in there. It’s been over a week and all she could crave was him being deep inside of her, fcking her as she played with her clit. The thought of him sucking on his thumb and then rubbing her pearl made her pussy throb.
As the night comes to an end she keeps fantasizing about him. Wishing she could be in his arms again, wishing he could make love to her one more time, wishing he’d cum deep inside of her and filling her up with all of his juices.









