Dear exquisite pussy: I would like you to masturbate to my health right now, when read this letter, may your hand slowly

Dear exquisite pussy: I would like you to masturbate to my health right now, when read this letter, may your hand slowly slide, slip and enter the honeycomb, and shake your smile with honey and livid, and open it the petals, and caressed it thinking of me, until the grotto that will welcome my serum, because I am inside your hand and now I am feeling the moisture in your panties, I'm putting a finger between your lips, at the door of the clitoris, and I move it, delighted to dive into the fish tank of dreams, into the warm waters, and you timidly suggest that my hand become a phallic symbol that penetrate your forbidden paradises, decipher the riddles of pleasure in the pubis, and you feel how the light of the explosion is arriving, how your belly goes crazy for me, and you enjoy the touches with me. In the end you decide to play with my sex and you surprise the clitoris by meowing the incantation, it embraces you through the hand that slides and masturbates you and purrs at this moment in the panties, because I hear how you rub in the distance, how reading this letter my phallic symbol possesses you again and again in the form of a hand, caress furtive that awakens desire and offers it.