I take an extra long time to bathe so that I may caress my skin and maybe relieve some of my frustration. My hands roam all over my body, gently touching the areas that I am so desperate to have you touch. I opt not to touch the wet, slippery folds of my pussy. I want to save that for you. My anticipation is building to an almost terrifying level and my aroused clit is throbbing. I remember your words and they ring in my ears, “ All of your fantasies will come true tonight.” Some of my fantasies are dark, private. How could you possibly know them? Yet, somehow, I know you have looked deep into my soul. I’m afraid of what is going to happen and it thrills me at the same time. I’m wet now, and not just from the bath water…
Copyright 2004 AfroerotiK
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