Female touch. I crave the gentleness of her fingertips tracing over the curves of my body.. I crave the softness of her skin against mine, of her long hair trailing over me gently as she leans over me, just staring into my eyes... I crave the feeling of her smooth legs rubbing gently against mine, the heat creeping through both of our bodies, our breath getting faster as we know that we will soon kiss. I crave the feeling of her soft, glossy lips on mine, and the feeling of our tongues entwining in a passionate, deep, but still gentle kiss. I crave the slight increase in roughness as we both become more entwined in the kiss... the feeling of me gently tugging her hair, the feeling of her hands caressing, groping my breasts... I crave the smell of her arousal, and the feeling of her juices dripping onto my legs as I slide my knee between her legs, putting pressure on her lovely sex...
*sigh*... oh how I miss the touch of a gentle woman....
*sigh*... oh how I miss the touch of a gentle woman....
