Lesbionic Daydreaming

Your moans resonate over the notes of my thoughts. I've been ready to perform this scavenger hunt along your body finding spots of pleasure my tongue has BEEN prepared to taste you. I'll start with the dancing between our tongues. I'll start with annunciating my desire. I'll start with your eyes screaming into mine to take it there. I'll start with allowing your hands to get their passport stamps anywhere you please to explore on me. I'll start with your moans resonating over the notes of my thoughts. We'll start with international travels of love making

Wicked games are to be left to sultry song play as I await to be tagged in. I await to be tagged in to have you; I have no mercy for your fears here. I plan to have you with no time distinctions and no time restrictions. I'm daydreaming-forever 

I've scoped all your imperfections each time dipping you into my mental chocolate zone of fine. Every scar story you tell will be my favorite---- I will trace along the lines alerting your back to its rightful posture boasting your confidence and need for wanting me--- Every scar I will leave will scream stories of pleasure past the pain. Every scar will be worn on shoulder tips and backs exposed by halter tops. I, no top, will allow the dibble dabble of whose on top

Heading your way I NYC 2 trained my expedition to your palace. I could hear the drumming of the tracks stopping at Burke Pelham and Astor place... Anticipating less transit delay. I was heading your way. I never meant to devote the years away knowing I could somehow get back to you. I had these NYC travel dreams from the comfort of my southern home. You'd wait at the station for me as I'd change pandora stations to get me into the groove to get into you. 

I'll get into you. Southern suns touching my Hershey skin as they call it. Lengthy strands dangled to your shoulders. You'll have no idea how I've imagined having you behind these shades. The southern sun deliberately pointed us indoors to invoke some summer love past the shaded trees and pups out for a walk. I want to walk each membrane of your brain... ... power walking to your heart I want to take hold of your comfort zone and dare you to enter tomorrow with me...

You'll enter tomorrow with me with a mouth agape and shudders strong as quakes you'll double tap out to my insubordination... I don't release... I'm going to deliver every sensation into the orgasms your body never could handle. You'll get a handle for me.

You'll get a handle for me once we exit the gates of the first date. You'll get a handle for us...you'll get a handle for getting into your pants and rubbing your clitoris at the melody of my words.  No valley is low enough and your waters are the perfect temperature for diving & swimming. My bold sexual innuendos are meant with all pun intended. 

Right after the what's your fav color and song I'll adorn the room to your preference and let you gyrate to the humming of your fav tunes----I'm humming them all over you.

Your moans resonate over the notes of my thoughts. Your moans resonate into mine. Your moans revitalize every passionate shortcoming you've dealt with. Your moans resonate loudly in my daydreams.