Is It Like This For You

tell me please tell me is it like this for you in the mirror sheer panties and bra i let fall lifting one up hefting the weight a firm gentle squeeze and i'm turning around too the other one does appear some what larger each tip seems ready to burst into tears do they quit the other i think must soon follow being to young knowing what i don't know how long will they take to glow where is my precious that one drop of precious the milk is my belly to thin or to fat as i slide my hands down and then up once again down silk if it's grace i don't know my eyes why do my eyes feel as they do they linger right there and their they do linger i see what they see it is there that they linger i feel what i feel and i feel what i hope he will feel and my lips i can see are they too fat and full through my panties i see a thin crease that runs through the middle will he or wont he wont he but will he will he want me with me for me i musn't 'O' i musn't what do i do who do i ask and what will they tell me to do and my why why must my why always cry for it what ever it is i dont know and in tears do i cup it my hands are too full with it and when i squeeze of it burns even more i'm only a girl and i'm only a girl and i'm only a girl that needs it to love and no one i know of whom it too trust can i ask.