lost lust letters





Darling, I am full of you. Every day you walk through my mind. Every day and night I have you in my arms, you are next to me, you sit next to me at a restaurant, your thigh against mine. Every morning I open my computer and think of opening you.

You cannot imagine how just the thought of finding grey silk lingerie gives me a purpose and makes my imagination run wild, seeing you opening it, trying it on, and then modeling it for me, teasing me, taking off your dress and standing in front of me in pale gray silk, pale gray stockings, my hands running over you, moving the silk over your hips, up and down, imagining your pussy moistening, pushing my fingers through the fabric, through you, immersing myself in you, losing myself in a cloud of scent and sex and love.


photography: susa dosa


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