Do you remember that one thing that I do? You know how I say, “Should I do that one thing?”
I think that I’ve lost track of what it is. There have been so many different times that I have taken you to an entirely different place. There have been different ways that I’ve touched, teased, deprived, stimulated, withheld, etc. I have used your body and pleased it in so many ways that there isn’t “one thing” I do that is special.
There is something that is always common though. There is always the “one thing” that transcends how I “play” with you. There is always how I intensely need you. How I crave you. How I desire you.
I know that you can feel that when I touch you. Is that the “one thing”?