My dearest lover,
As dawn breaks and the world slowly stirs to life, my thoughts are consumed by the memory of your warm, throbbing cock. The gentle hum of the morning fails to drown out the echoes of our passionate whispers from the night before. The emptiness between my legs is a stark reminder of how much I crave the feeling of you filling me up. I ache for your touch, for the delicious weight of your body pressing me into the sheets as you claim me in the most primal of ways. Rising from our rumpled bed, my eyes are drawn to the outline of your clothes, discarded haphazardly on the floor. The scent of your musk lingers in the fabric, a tantalizing hint of the man I adore. I trace the path your body took with trembling fingers, my mind racing with thoughts of how I might wake you with a surprise that mirrors the excitement pulsing through me. In a silent decision, I tiptoe closer, my breath hitching with anticipation as I gaze upon your form, sprawled out and vulnerable in slumber. Your cock lies semi-erect, a testament to the dreams I hope are as filled with me as my own are of you. With a gentle touch, I coax your cock to fullness, feeling it thicken and swell under my tender ministrations. The softness of my lips meets the velvety skin, kissing and teasing, tracing the veins that pulse with the promise of our shared ecstasy. Your breath hitches and your hips stir, but you don’t wake. The quiet of the morning is filled with the sweet sounds of my mouth worshiping you, the soft, wet noises mingling with the occasional gasp as I take you deeper than I ever have before. Your cock grows harder with each stroke of my tongue, each suck of my lips, and I know that soon you’ll be lost to the sensation, unable to resist the siren’s call of my mouth. Straddling you, my wetness coats your shaft as I hover, poised to take you inside me. The anticipation is agonizing, a delicious torment that makes my clit throb with desire. With a slow, deliberate movement, I sink down onto you, feeling every inch of your length fill me up. Our eyes lock as I begin to move, the rhythm of our bodies matching the beating of our hearts. The morning light kisses our skin, casting us in a soft, ethereal glow that seems to bless our union. Each stroke is a silent declaration of love and need, our bodies speaking a language that no words could ever replicate. Your hands find my hips, guiding my movements as I ride you, the heat and friction building within me. My breasts bounce with each thrust, the nipples tightening to hard peaks that demand your attention. I lean forward, my hands braced on your chest, watching as your eyes glaze over with pleasure. Our breaths mingle, hot and heavy, as we lose ourselves in the moment. The tension coils tighter and tighter, until I can’t hold back the whimper that escapes my lips as I come, my walls clenching around you, milking every drop of pleasure from your body. The early light streams through the windows, painting our sweat-slicked limbs in shades of gold. We lay there, panting and spent, our hearts racing in unison. This is our morning ritual, a sacred dance of love and lust that sets the tone for the day ahead. And as we collapse into a tangled heap of limbs and sated smiles, I can’t help but think that no matter what the day brings, it is you, my love, who truly holds the key to my happiness. It is the memory of your cock, the feel of it deep inside me, that will carry me through the hours until we can be together again, tangled in the sheets, our bodies speaking the language of passion that only we understand.Until then, know that I miss you, every inch of you, and especially that glorious cock that brings me to the brink of sanity and back again. I ache for you, my love, and dream of the moment when I can once again wrap my lips around you and show you just how much. Naked hugs n Kisses Jessi 
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