My schedule continues to prevent my spending time with Madison. My plans to make her mine can’t happen if I can’t be with her. I long to take her on our first date. I want to demonstrate how important she is to me in every way. I dream of holding her close in public to let the world know she’s mine. While at dinner I want to show her off, then I plan to enjoy her privately at home.
While I’ve masturbated to the memory of our one night together more times than I care to admit, I need to reconnect with her intimately. I long to hear her pants, her moans, and the sound of my name on her lips when she finds her release. I hope our calls leave her as hot and bothered as I find myself. I’ve imagined her pleasuring herself in bed after we disconnect. Perhaps she relives our night together as I do—I’m sure it’s not as often as I do though.