Use your fingers,
Think of me.
The warmth I give,
Ease the way.
Stroke as I would,
Play as I’d play.
Deep empassioned breaths.
Move with the motion,
Closer to the edge.
Cum hard, release.
And submerge into a world,
A world beneath.
It’s been a while since I watched,
Since I saw you as you touched.
A while since I whispered filth in your ear.
Since you came, using my steer.
It’s been too long since I heard your voice crack.
Saw you unravel, that arch in your back.
Too long since I heard what I want.
You cumming, vibrator in cunt.
It’s been a while since I watched you bloom,
Since I saw nothing, nothing but the true you.
A perfect picture, of you and pleasure as one.
As you listen to Daddy say, cum baby cum.
Please let me offer a suggestion.
A thought of what you might need.
I think it’d help release stress.
Help you feel good, perhaps fill you with glee.
Let me impart a little suggestion.
An idea for some time to yourself.
Be it in the shower, in bed, or behind a closet door.
Just go, I promise, it’s good for your health.
Let me assist you with a suggestion.
Just go wherever to find the real you.
Go and get off in the best way you can.
You’ll feel much better, I know it to be true.
Let me offer this glorious suggestion.
In good faith that it will always be.
That the best things we can do for ourselves.
Come with our own touch and sinful sexuality.
My touch soaks in, through your eyes to your mind.
Your hand conveys desires I write.
Self pleasure, self love, inspired by me.
The dreams I commit to the page set free.
Reading you create the scene within.
You and me envisaged in blissful sin.
Sighs of joy you stifle to hide.
Until you can’t til lust lets fly.
My touch now seems oh so real.
It courses to create the glow you feel.
And to think I lie a thousand miles away.
But somehow I still touched your soul today.