My love gets so wet when we talk and text one another. I can hardly contain myself, I find myself counting the moments until I can kiss her lips, hold her close, and drink her up. Her pussy is exquisite, the lips meeting perfectly, soft petals framing her swollen clit, a clit begging for tongues and kisses. Her ass this wonderful shelf upon which all of it rests, my hands feel at the air, needing to cup those cheeks, squeeze them, pick her up by them and bury my mouth in her. I want to devour her when I see these, my cock straining in my pants as I receive them and marvel at her arousal. I adore her and everything she is.