Ice Girl's public thoughts.

I awaken from a dream wondering whats happening my nipples standing like peaks adding body and dimension to my curvey slightly salty breasts. 

Still waking to realize I'm not just arousing for the mourning but arousal has already taken my body on a journey wet with anticipation I set forth a long sigh.

Why oh why do you not share my bed? Instead I feel this moment is wasted, toys don't fill me with the same release they once did. Silicone glass motorized it doesn't matter nothing compares to you to what we could achieve together.

Yet it seems now and forever here I am lamenting just how distant we are. Yet we're we ever together or was it all just a dream in this nightmare of a life.