Infatuation

Is it ..Infatuation
that makes me have to change
my panties...whenever I think of you.
At least on the days
when Im wearing them.

Is it Infatuation..that makes
every shower I take an absolute
adventure as I venture to imagine
what you would feel like.. bending
me over long stroking me from behind

I wonder...

Is it Infatuation
when I imagine your voice
I instinctively squeeze my own nipples
savoring the sweet sting
wishing that your lips and teeth
were grazing me ... enblazoning me
with the kind of passion I could
only imagine that you'd give.

Is it Infatuation...
That I imagine what your
tongue would feel like
on my lower lips..hands
placed securely on my hips

As you hit ...that spot
with my legs planted securely
over your shoulders...like
to cup holders..
ooh the thought
almost makes me want to cum again

So  tell me...am I a bad girl
to be so infatuated...infact
I am saturated with desire...
for you
I guess....as my passion rises
Only time will tell.