I am just wild with desire. Every morning I open my legs and tease the most inner part of me until satisfaction. A loop of him fucking my pussy with his tongue relaxes me. Then a realization comes to mind that what I want shall never be. I let the love flow from my veins in order to protect a shadow of an ego. I keep my true feelings tucked away so that he can be free. Yet he yearns for me in his own way. Always a text or call away he summons me like a drug then the high disappears. Although our fate seems bleak I see changes in him that I don’t recognize. Then I begin to wonder does he have a loop of me riding his dick? Strangely I ease back into my comfort to replay my loop once again.