Confession: 136

I spent so much time with him that I actually thought about him eating my pussy. Our conversations flow like the smoothest pour of coffee yet no conclusion. His smile turns me into a young girl full of wants not knowing what desire means. I could watch him for hours smile with no intention even though I feel its for me. Almost at holding hands but the push is moving farther than what I want. I dipped in and out the thought of sucking his dick as I watched him reading a book on the bus. Too close or too much I want his hands all over me but I can’t reach inside his mind just the body.

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