I sit here waiting for the time to come.
I crave to have your warmth against my skin.
The heat is rising as I look at you with lust in my eyes;
the desire to taste you,
to have your salty golden skin on the tip of my tongue,
as we go deeper, the sweet creamy filling oozing out.
I salivate and swallow.
The warm liquid flowing down smoothly,
resting in my stomach that is churning uncontrollably.
I feel restless as I look at you,
my fists clench as the anticipation grows.
I imagine us together and I let out a soft moan.
Plain and simple yet an experience like no other.
Satisfying my hunger and giving me nothing but pure bliss.
The one thing worth waiting for.