Dear Lara,
I was just reminiscing about Friday evening; it was such a perfect night.
The subtle breeze made me shiver from time to time, but I'm so glad they had a table for us outside. What a wonderful way to spend an November evening.
Sitting across the table from you, listening to your fascinating stories, I was mesmerized by your bangs.
You're so passionate and intense when you speak of the things you love. I find that so attractive, you gave me partials all night.
The wine you selected was perfect. Sipping it from the delicate glass enhanced the taste and it warmed my body as it filled up my insides, making my loins throb.
Dinner was sumptuous. The pasta was so flavorful; I savored every bite, sucking each strand of linguine slowly through my pursed lips as I listened to you talk, and talk, and talk.
It was a luscious meal, and you were such a delicious date.
I loved it after dinner when we sat there gazing into each other's eyes chugging our wine. After each gulp, the subtle taste of wine lingered on my lips, and I licked them so slowly, catching every last drop. And when you touched my lip with your finger, capturing that one drop of wine that I missed, and then licked your finger, a tingling sensation flooded my entire body, causing a little bit of sperm to leave the tip of my penis.
After dinner, as we walked along the sidewalk hand-in-hand, I realized just how much I love being with you, sharing a meal with you, talking with you, and being a part of your life.
Love and affection,
Paul
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