
Dear Dream Lover,
The voice is essential to my ears. I do not like whining, I enjoy a firm tone that causes me to melt in my seat. If there is an accent involved especially Irish, English, or Scottish i’m putty.
When getting to know you i want to talk to you on the phone, or on voice chat. I feel that communication is an important part of any relationship. Can you make me melt on the other end of the phone? Can you cause me to loose myself in your tone and imagine you here with me?
Will you make me want to touch myself for you? Will you make me call your name? Can you calm me when i’m riled, or sooth me to where I can actually go to sleep. Do you have the voice dream lover to make me yours?

Dear Dream Lover,
There is nothing more erotic then having a man run ice over my freshly spanked ass. Ice is a fun toy. When you’re done rubbing circles on my pink flesh. I know you’ll do something evilly wonderful with it. Perhaps you’ll move it to my back door, perhaps you’ll move it to my flower. Running that cool dripping cub over flesh that screams to be used and devoured.
You will be thorough dream lover. You will make my nipples as hard as diamonds. Perhaps you’ll even press me against the window as you take me from behind, just to see if they’ll cut glass.
What other objects do you have I can play with?

Dear Dream Lover,
A lot of women are squeamish about anal sex. I am not one of them. With a bottle of KY, you may slide your shaft into my ass, claiming it as your own. There is nothing like it in the world. As long as you start out slow and stretch that tiny hole to fit your wonderful phallus and keep it well lubed. Of course its going to be uncomfortable it you try pushing it into an non-lubed hole.
There is something primal about claiming this tight little puckered hole as your own. But i want you too. I want to feel you thrusting into me spreading me open for you. Taking what belongs to you as you grip my hips tightly pulling me back.

Dear Dream Lover,
Breasts are the way to get most women to new heights faster. Suckle my hardened nipple into your lips, nip at it as you squeeze it hard. Your other hand is slipping between my thighs, or perhaps your plunging into me as your hand reaches for the back door. Sensory over load is the best and fastest way to get me moaning like a wanton woman. I’ll whimper, whine, moan, and beg for all you want to give me. Making me into yours with every thrust, gasping whimpering and begging for you.

Dear Dream Lover,
There is something seductive about a man in a nice suit and tie. If his boxers match it makes him even more desirable. Although sometimes its wonderful to see him sporting some Batman Boxers, or some other hunky superhero. It gives a sense of fun buried with in the sharp dressed man.
Perhaps its his manicured nails, the way his eye brows are plucked to perfection. Maybe its the way his hair never looks out of place. He is only one view of fantasy dear dream lover, not a requirement.
Though his sexy allure is surly unavoidable.

Dear Dream Lover,
Fedora hats turn me on. I love a man in a fedora hat. I love the way it makes him look all suave. It can’t be just any hat, it has to be a fedora.
Accents: They so turn me on, English, Irish, Scottish, Spanish..etc. I love accents. There is something about sound that reaches down deep in side and makes me all tingly.
Uniforms: There is something about a man in uniform. Perhaps it was Officer and a gentlemen that sparked it for me. Or perhaps it is simply a well pressed outfit on a nice firm body.
What turns you on?