One more new letter from you xxx, and my heart has again stood, before I have started to read it. At me here all is good. I hope, that at you there too all is remarkable.
As always I was very happy to see your answer to my previous letter. I read it with the big interest and attention. You know, when I read your letters, my imagination always works on a maximum of possibilities. I represent, as if you sit near to me and speak me all it personally. Or as if I look very fascinating film, and I am completely shipped in it. Likely it not so simply to describe in words all that occurs in me when I read your letters, but it really very interesting process.
As I already spoke to you, I to trust you for 100 percent, I love you, and I know, that you can understand correctly all that I will write to you. Therefore in this letter, I wish to talk on a sex theme.
I think we - that is you and I am adult people. And we understand, that sex is one of the basic making love relations. And it can influence also development of relations. I understand, what not so simply to talk on a sex theme, and it is much easier to try.
I would like to tell to you about the the relation to it, the thoughts. And also to receive answers to some questions. I hope, that it will be not difficult to you to give these answers.
For me sex really very important in relations. I never to do sex only for entertainment, as sports or as any means for achievement of the purposes! For me sex, it is possible only in the serious relations constructed on love and trust.
Therefore since I finished my last relations with the man, I not to have sex. I at all did not do masturbation or something similar. Because it cannot give all that pleasure, emotions and sensations which sex with the man can give.
And all these long months I did not think at all of it. I have been constantly occupied with work, sports, house affairs, etc. I at all did not have time to think of it. Usually I came home very got tired and have quickly fallen asleep. And how for a long time you had sex last time? It was sex with the favourite person? I hope, that you can answer me fairly. I promise, I will not condemn you. You the man, you can have other opinions on all it. I simply wish to know the answer to this question.
And here, in my life there was you. I began to learn you better, I have grown fond of you.
And it is quite natural, that thoughts on sex with you began to visit my head often. I dreamt, I represented various situations, places where we could do it.
And in this letter I will tell to you one such imagination. Also it is interesting to me to learn, and when you began to represent me and to dream concerning sex with me?
Or you not to have such imaginations?. I believe, that when two persons love each other, they not to have restrictions in sex. I am ready to have oral, anal sex with you. But, I not to understand people whom to do various roughness during sex. For me sex it something gentle, passionate and sensitive.
And how you? You love what kinds of sex?
Now I wish to tell to you other such imagination which I had last night.
But before, I would like to ask, that you had the maximum concentration at reading of it. That any extraneous noise distracted you. I want, that you had all attention to this part of the text.
So. You and I live together in your house. Within day, you had any affairs outside and come in the evening home. You are surprised, because cannot include light as if in the house there is no electricity. But then you notice the shone index, it is made of small bulbs and a small shone heart. You remove footwear, outer clothing and with some curiosity start to go in the specified direction. Through some steps you can see the following index made in the same kind. And here, following these indexes, you appear in our bedroom. It has the following appearance: In a room very weak light, silent, romantic music plays, for example, Enigma, on a floor you can see a path made of petals of roses which conducts to a bed. The bed also is covered by petals of roses, and you can see, that petals of roses make the big, beautiful heart laying on a white, silk bed-sheets. On bedside tables near a bed there is a candlestick and a basket with fresh fruit.
About a basket there is an open bottle wine and 2 glasses. But you yet do not see me.
And practically at once, you can feel, that I am behind you. I embrace you for a belt, whole is gentle in your neck and I whisper to you in a word ear: �Allow me to make all independently�. I feel, how the vein on your neck as your breath becomes more often has bulked up and you speak me pleasant words. Then I take your hand, I conduct you to a table where there is a wine and fruit, slowly I pour wine, and I stretch to you. You can already see my black, transparent peignoir under which I have dressed the most beautiful underwear. I offer you that you drank this wine for us, for our future, and for destiny which helped us to find each other.
You do some drinks of wine, then I stretch you grapes which I to hold two fingers and slowly to feed you. You bite grapes, and wish to grasp also lips my fingers. But I to stop this movement, and to lean an index finger perpendicularly to your lips, as if a playful sign on an interdiction. Then I come nearer as it is possible more close to you. I start to cover your body with my hot kisses. I start to kiss your neck, to bite lobes of your ears, and to play language. Together with it, I quickly to remove from you the remained clothes and gradually to fall downwards.
I to kiss your breast, gently to iron hands your body. And gradually to fall all more low. I can already feel all that excitation which you have. But I not to hurry up. I to continue to caress and kiss your body gently. I to feel your heart palpation, your breath. And then I to kneel, take off your pants and to start to kiss gently your Ding. I can feel pulse, hardness and reaction to each movement of my language. I start it to be accelerated and take deeper. You put your hands to me on a head and start to set rate of movement. And after several minutes I understand, that I have reached result. But I not to stop and continue to do all it is some more seconds.
Here such one of my imaginations, concerning you. And similar imaginations often visit my head last time. I hope, what it did not shock you? And I have not made an error what has written you all it? So it only my thoughts concerning us, also all collected it in my head. I wish to have more thoughts, I wished to keep all a secret.
Forgive, but I cannot continue to write this letter and I smile. I urgently need to leave on fresh air and to walk. Because while I wrote you all it, I also could feel this strongest excitation and desire. I think, you understand that I wished to tell.
I Love you and I can already tell with confidence. Though I still at all did not see you in a reality, but I like this continuation of relations. I with impatience will wait your following letter. Also I will be very happy if you share with me those thoughts, feelings which you had after that letters. And also, if you can, write me your imaginations concerning me.
I Miss on you, I ask you write to me soon.
Yours Rosilya