Hasta que salga el sol

I miss the touch of your hand on my brest 

I miss the the sound of your suction from my nipple

I miss the pain from your baits of my forehead

I miss the smell of your crotch. Missing the high of your smell

I miss your words, your grabbing, your moans

I love you Domi. And I miss you so so much

P. S.

Can I please play with your toy Dom?