The Last Time...

The last time I masturbated went like this:

I thought about you and I together in your bedroom. I thought about the panties I bought for you. I thought about you letting me put them on you and looking at you in the mirror. You were wearing your stockings and your sheer black bra. I would slide them over your naked hips and then we'd look at you, together, in the mirror and comment... turning you to look at the back and then again at the front... my hands roaming over you to feel them hugging your skin, my chest pressed against your back and my face in your neck as I glance up to the mirror to see you all at once. Then they would come off, slowly, by my hands and you would step out of them and my hands would return to your skin... touching and stroking your ass and thighs and between them... probing and opening you... while I kissed and licked and bit the back of your neck while we both continued to look into the mirror. Then, I would slide on another pair and look at you again and turn you to see both sides... and we would steal kisses before I slipped them off of you and repeated the process again.

And wow... did I ever come... thinking of you... saying your name... for a short fraction of a moment feeling you under my fingers.