empty spaces...

it is sunday nite and holy crap i really need to be pressed against another warm body...the craving is almost unbearable...i could work myself into a lather by rubbing me...i could zone out thinking of some particular hot experience...being fucked to the point of sexual  exhaustion...one or two others molded against me...the sweaty...sex smell that permeates the room...warm cum rolling slowly down my legs...for me,  physical satisfaction...the outer worldly experience is either a feast or famine...raining...pouring situation...yes i have had some crazy hot holy fucking moly times...but at the moment i want another person's full body against me...the closest spoon possible...the physical connection my opening...you fitting inside me...leaving no empty spaces...