The last time I saw you, we were on your couch, my head in your lap while we watched tv. You were wearing those kinda baggy, silky umbro shorts and I was lightly caressing your inner thigh. I wanted you so bad. I was in love with you, and at one time you wanted me too. But you were already engaged and, I guess, feeling guilty I was caressing your inner thigh, so you said “You’re not making me horny.” I was creeping up your thigh slowly, but after you said that I went straight for your pussy and, oh my god, it was sooooooooooo wet. But you slammed your legs together and trapped my hand, preventing me from playing with that sopping wet pussy, then you made me pull my hand away.
You’re now happily married with kids, I’m happily married to my soulmate, but I still think about you almost everyday.
If I ever see you again at a family reunion or something, I want to smoke some pot with you and eat your pussy and ass. Kim, I want to fuck you and tell you how much I’ve always loved you.