No words. Sighs, moans, and groans of pleasure:
When I think about you, I enjoy the way my body feels.
I run my fingers through my hair, imagining you playing with it. Thoughts of you lightly whispering your fingertips acros my forehead and temples, relax me. I trace my lips and feel all the sensations thinking of you can stimulate.
A nice leisurly massage of my neck, shoulders and chest ensues.
My breasts feel even larger when I try to cup them like you do. I love a nice deep breast massage, followed by lightly circling a finger pad around my nipples. A buzz of desire burns an arc through my core. It goes from the nipple being touched right to my groin, and makes me feel wet and ready for you.
Listen as I leisurely bring myself to orgasm - wishing you were here.