Remember when we used to lay in bed after and you'd trace patterns on my skin? My body remembers. I can feel the phantom touch of your fingers on my tits and down my stomach. I'm so fucking empty without you. Just this cold, dead ache between my legs that only you can fix. Need your weight on me, need you to fill me up until I can't think about the hunger anymore. Just you and me and your cock buried deep in my cunt.