I have been thinking so much about you lately and our sensual time at the summer house. Our private escape from the world. The place we go where no one else can…our hideaway. The way you look at me, your gentle touch and how you always seem to make me yours. I am yours you know…all yours. And, though we are far apart I still go there in my mind thinking about the times we share alone.
I ache to feel your strong arms arms wrapped around my body. Your fingers tracing the outline of my lips, my swollen breasts and hot, wet mound. I need to feel you inside me while you whisper erotic words of desire in my ear. We can go away tonight to that special place only we know how to get to.
Sensually Yours,
Daphne
Anyways my trainers name was Terry and he is this older guy probably in his late 40’s maybe even early 50’s. Very handsome guy and very nicely built. He has this incredible English accent that was just driving me crazy.
