eBlyss

I have been laying in bed for an hour now
Thinking of you,
My lips moist with the thought of you,
Salty sweet memories linger on my tongue,
Reminiscing about where I’ve been
And what I’ve done
The curves and corners I meditated over.
I could turn sex with you
Into a private religion
And I would be your most devout practitioner,
Constructing orgasmic temples
On all your holy parts.

I haven’t been working on my sexy stories because I got side tracked by this stupid marketing thing. Yes, yes, yes, PSO’s have to market themselves, what kind of world is this? Anyway, I am back to my stories now and I will have a new one up here by tomorrow evening (that’s EST by the way).