I can’t stand this no more. There is not a day that passes where I don’t think about you. Everyday you are on my mind. May the lord have mercy on my soul, for I have lost kilotons of children thinking about us in bed making passionate love. With my erect penis sliding in and out of your wet succulent dripping honey suckle-like sweet marinated angelic tight smooth waxed pussy. After we climax together, we would just lay on the bed, nude, with me holding your angelic, soft hand, as I put my lips against yours for a heartfelt kiss, showing how much you mean to me more than anything. I love you.