The sleep over

I never thought I'd see you again, I took a chance at texting you, who would have thought you'd come over the same day. When I laid eyes on you my heart skipped a beat. Shy yet so beautiful, the evening was nice, but to think that I'd get the pleasure of a good night kiss that turned into a make out session was beyond me. All I could do was think of you that night. Didn't think I was gonna see you again for a while.
Then the next day you text me how you'd liked to come back, I have to be honest I was taken back. Still unsure if you'd really come considering you talked about coming at 11:30 that night. As you're one of your word sure enough you came. My heart was racing, without hearing your intention I quickly hand you a towel to shower. I was imaging all kinds of things freaky crazy as I am. As you sit beside me I could feel your thoughts without you saying a word, we smoke and drink a bit. The conversation short. You start touching me our lips meet, our bodies are responding to one another. I can't take it any longer, I introduce you too my tongue vibtator your body jerks to the sensation, your juices so sweet, the kissing gets more intense, my ole feelings are suddenly coming back, I tongue fuck you playing with your clit, I feel your juices over flowing. The girl in the mirror has come back to me, a reflection so desirable to me. As we lay and seduce each others bodies, i enjoy playing with your hair. Your shyness intrigues me. Falling asleep beside your warm body that night is a memory I'll keep forever.
That wasn't the end as I wake up and find you having breakfast on me, I wonder how I taste to you, your fingers slowly entering in and out of me, my body can't deal wish you didn't have to go. Left in my juices and thoughts I daydream about you. When will I see you again?