Late night call...

I just wanted to call you and say "hi"

But every time I hear your voice, all

I can think about is your smile

I'm laying here in bed, thinking about 

the last time we were together and

I have so much more on my mind than "hi"

Like I want to run my hands all over 

you again, feel the curve of your body

and taste the sweetness of your skin

Lift your breasts to my mouth and 

bring your nipples to my lips

I want to work my way to your navel 

and tickle it with my sweet nothings

I want to feel you breath heavier when 

my cheeks slide between your thighs

and you feel my tongue and breath 

on your lips, parting them, tasting 

your sex as your hands reach for my head

guiding me, urging me on, till you cum

I want flip you over and let my 

fingers work down your back as my

cock rests between your ass cheeks

and you feel me throbbing against you

as I reach around your stomach and lift you up 

and take you from behind

All of these things I think about, just from 

picking up the phone but I can't

stop myself from thinking about you

I can't stop touching myself when I hear

your voice and looking at your picture

So much for the late night call...