Message - 922

The touch of your hand against my skin.

brings to my face a lustful grin.

the thought of all the things we'll do.

your deepest desire will of course come true.



your arms will once again hold me.

and i will beg so passionately.

for you to never let me go.

and we will rock gently to and fro.



your lips will touch mine and i will quiver.

for my desire will make you shiver.

i doubt we'll make it through the night.

without some squeals of pure delight.