

Mind F**k
to my former lovers whose names still part my lips while i cum imagining their heads buried between my thighs clenching their hair still picturing their eyes locked with mine to my never lovers the ones i wouldn’t dare speak of my lust for the ones too taboo to ever have but to whom i fantasize while writhing myself to orgasm in precarious situations that only imagination would allow to my wishful lovers whom I never gave a second glance the ones who lustfully think of me who