When your eyes flutter open in the early morning dawn I hope that it is a thought of me that you are reaching to collect from your dream. The next time that you lazily run your own fingers down your stomach I want you to imagine that it is my own doing that to you. When your mind drifts to pleasure as I know it will, please let it be me that you are doing those wicked things with. When you replay words, a thought, or a voice in your head, let it be mine. And when you cum, when you fall over that edge, let it be me that you cum for.
Do it for me Lover. Pretty please.