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As I watch the pictures and videos of the people here I can’t help but think, “how I would love to feel their skin against mine…”

I am inspired by the beauty and sexual energy of the women and couples I see masturbating and making love. I especially enjoy women between their forties and sixties. I fantasize of uninhibited encounters where we exist only to pleasure one another, until becoming one. Nothing else matters but the taste of your skin, your lips against mine, our hands exploring every inch of our beings, the sensual words we share, the desire that grows with every touch, every word, every emotional sensation that rises from our encounter.

There is nothing more exciting than long sensual moments, Luscious curves, caresses, passionate kisses and exchanges of sensual fluids. I love tasting the depth of a woman’s labia, exchanging erotic words making us both blush.

I browse the pictures and videos, my heart beats faster, my cock remains hard, sliding in and out of my FleshLite and my attention is fixed on those I’d like to spend intimate time with.

I imagine women masturbating to prepare themselves for me. She awaits in her apartment, hoping I will visit her, replacing the toy that vigorously satisfies her intmacy as if her life depended on it with the real thing. When watching couples make love, I imagine myself in his place, pleasuring her as he is, taking her from behind, making love to her in the missionary position, watching her ride me, listening to her words as if they were for me. I know. This sounds a little creepy, but don’t most men do that?

I imagine us cuddled in bed, kissing and caressing until our excitement reaches its peak. We consume our lust for one another, slowly and sensually at first, to eventually embrace our basest instinct in a display of intentional and calculated synchronized lovemaking, transcending flesh. We are one as we melt into each other, sweat, saliva and juices mixing without boundary.

Losing ourselves in each other’s eyes, we edge until the moment is right, when we’ll climax in unison. One being with two hearts synchronized as one, to the rhythm of my cock thrusting inside you. We hold each other tight. We breathe in each other’s mouths. My hands caress your beautiful face, as my lips flirt with yours.

All the while, they are watching us, pleasuring themselves, not allowed to cum before we do, hoping to participate and feel all that we do. Your thighs surround my hips as I slowly thrust my throbbing cock inside you.

The walls of your labia contract, telling me you are as close as I am. You feel me pulsate inside you. We wish we were flesh against flesh yet we chose to practice safe sex… for now.