Her body is my Heaven on Earth. Every waking moment that I'm apart from her, all I'm doing is yearning to be back between her luscious sun-kissed thighs once more. That is why, while on my way home from work, I was barely shocked to feel blood rushing to my groin upon imagining what was waiting for me at home. I bit my lower lip, squirming a bit in my seat as I let my mind wander. The road in front of me was very straight and narrow for miles, and I decided to unwind a little bit and release some steam.
I could just picture her soft and flawless skin, her dark curly hair and her sensual hazel eyes. I could most definitely picture her breasts, a bit larger than a handful, with perky pink nipples. I could imagine my vision traversing down her taught stomach, to rest between her thighs. I idly began to squeeze my bulge through my pants, lost in my thoughts. Her pussy is perfect; her lips are small and barely prominent. Her clit is fairly large and a personal favorite of mine. I loved to pull out and squirt right on her pussy, coating that clit with cum. Her hole is tight and almost always wet. She tends to make a mess when cumming; which is something I can't help but love in a woman. I continued my preview of her body, flipping her over mentally and spreading her ass with my thumbs. Her ass is that of a gymnast; thick and healthy. I felt another drip of precum leave the head of my cock upon coming to her asshole.
While of course her pussy is the stuff of dreams, I cannot help my deep attraction to her ass. It is a nearly unnatural pink, always clean and always shaved. I loved to rim her, turning that little hole into a perfect place for my cock to ravage. I loved to press my cockhead to the hole and just rub it back and forth until I blow my load right on top of it. Something about covering that tight hole with cum just is so fucking hot. I unzipped my fly and let my cock free from its clothing prison. I let out a shameless groan, using my precum to lube up my cock and beginning to stroke it up and down slowly. 'I'll just edge a bit,' I thought, grunting a little to contain myself, hips twitching. I couldn't stand how rowdy she made me just by dancing around in my mind. It was nearly crazy.