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Kami
I need to learn how to read lips by touching them. I’d love to know all the things he’s said to me the past couple of months. Some would say it’s strange to get turned on by someone you can’t see, but I can’t help but love the way my mate touches me. So soft and gentle. What sucks is that it’s just dreams, crazy as they may be.
Closing my eyes, I breathe in the scents all around me as my mate slides his finger down my neck to the tops of my breasts. “I don’t know where this place is or if it’s real, but I hope to find it one day. Maybe you’ll know where it is when I find out who you are.”
It feels good to talk to him even though I’ll never be able to hear his replies. His lips touch mine, and I keep my eyes closed as I open up to him, relishing in the feel of his body hovering o
