As I sip on this red wine I began to reminisce on a time when you were mine
When
you use to devour my lips, and grind to the rhythm of my hips, as I
tease your manhood with my fingertips and you ravish my body
There was a time when making me want you, making me wet, making me beg, making me cum was your favorite hobby
Because
it gave you so much pleasure to know that I could not measure the
depths of your love for me
And how you fulfill all my fantasies and take
me to the point of ecstasy
Where your name would just roll effortlessly off
my tongue and I screamed so loud on the top of my lungs "Baby I'm
cumming"
So as I sip on this glass of red wine, I will reminisce on
your loving and a time when you were mine.
©thatweirdislandgirl
3 Comments
Ain't nothing wrong with having memories Island Girl...sometimes we need em to keep us going...moreover they r good memories...so drink some for me too
ReplyDeleteI agree Phill..not because things ended doesn't mean that all the good memories should be forgotten
ReplyDeleteLike mi only can smile 🙂
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading, you awesome person.