You doubt your ability to please me? True its not that often that you get me to orgasm, but otherwise you're pretty focused on me and pleasing me, and you don't ask me for anything in return. And although I wouldn't mind pleasing you actively, I still really (
really) love what you do to me. Sometimes you don't do exactly what I want you to do, but I love how when you rub my nipples, I get that dizzy, lethargic, breathless feeling of pleasure, and when you wiggle your fingers inside me, I get that wild coursing thrill down to the deepest part of me. It makes me paralyzed from the feeling of your fingers moving in me. I would love for you bite me more, but I have to say, when I feel your hot, wet tongue sliding on me, anywhere you use it, it shocks me and makes me want to just say 'oooooooohh' very loud cos it feels sooo wonderful. Like in the bookstore, near the cds, when I lifted up in your lap and you bent over to try and lick the small of my back, I felt it all the way to my bones, but the camera was there and if you had continued teasing me like that we would have been kicked out. You think I left you or ignored you.... I'm trying to explain to you how you're such a great lover. I remember that one time we were at your house and you christened your new bed by fucking me on it. When we took the shower afterwards, you kept on touching me, and feeling me, and because we were wet, we were both slick from the water, and the double sensation of the warm water, and your even warmer skin on my body, was fantastic, I should get you wet more often. I love having the luxury of feeling your skin on mine. I also like feeling you slide in and out of me, its like, so intense, and the way you look when you're fucking me, i find it so sexy, but its hard to really concentrate when you're doing such a magnificent job of making me moan. Do you ever get tired from fucking me? You never seem like you are... and besides, do I seem like the kind of person to say something like this to you, and not mean it or lie to you about it? Don't worry, I'm sure I'll tell you again some time this week, after we make love, or should I say, 'you make love to me'. I can never tell if you're pleased unless I feel your cum dripping down my thighs. Mmmm, I love the way you taste. I love you so much, I don't think I'll ever get enough of you, sex or affection.
