I miss my palms, resting on your thighs.
I miss your glistening pussy, before my eyes.
I miss your fragrance, your sublime feminine scent.
I miss pleasuring you, my fetish, my bent.
I miss your taste, as your flavours flow.
I miss that twist, as you writhe and grow.
I miss you cumming, upon my eager mouth.
I miss giving you that thrill, as it’s mine, no doubt.