Sleepless

My Dearest Darling Phil,

I write these letters on nights I can not sleep. You are so far away, out at sea for months at a time and all I can do is imagine what we will do when you return.

You dock tomorrow and the tingling in my body has started. The anticipation of every touch, just thinking about it makes me moist, I can see that my nipples have perked up and I have a desire to close my eyes and stroke them because they long for your hands to stroke them, for you to gently sqeeze my DD breasts in your hands. I remember you rubbing those perk nipples and then like a hungry baby you put it in your mouth and start sucking. First you suck my nipple gently, teasing it with your tongue and then the hunger takes hold of you and you sqeeze my breast harder and start sucking like you really intend to get milk out of my breast. I like the way that feels.

When I have you here tomorrow, I will hold your hand and slowly lead you to my bedroom. I want you to tear my silk slip right off my naked yearning body. I want you to do what you do so well with my tits, suck them, slip your hands from my tits down my body and to the throbbing between my legs. You like to tease me before you will give me what I want, one finger slipped in and then two. You suck my nipple more as you feel my excitement. you finger fuck me to make suck I am wet. I take your pants off, you cock has been hard for some time now but its also juicy and wet. You throw me down on the bed, lift both legs up to your shoulders and you thrust ... wow