You belong to me. I feel your heart. I feel your ache.

As you rip the buttons from my shirt. Your mouth, your lips, your need devouring my neck, my lips.

As your power and need reveals my breasts, your mouth has found my nipples. I feel your tongue as it tastes them. They harden for you.
You mouth begins to suck them in. Your teeth begin to sink in to them and pull them.

Your hands release my lower extremities from the confines of their jeans and panties. They move with a swift and yearning need over my loins. I feel your fingers as they probe between my legs. My clit feels the pressure of the pinch, the pull, the rub.

You raise your hips as you undo and push your jeans out of the way. Then there is the inner pressure. Your hardness as it enters my domain. The moist, throbbing inner walls of me.

My head spins with the rush of desire. I feel my heart pounding with my pussy. Your cock beats at me over and over and I welcome it.

It has been far too long. I have wanted to feel again. Wanted you to fill me up. Make me feel the rush between my legs that matches the rush of my heart and soul.