| Poetry: Lust: Seduction: POV Fly On Wall (1/1) |
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His place in the evening The city lights glowing The wine pouring A prefect night for viewing He waits in anticipation For her accepted invitation The set up for seduction With the main attraction She arrives on time Looking hot and sexy Her curves show like a Sunday drive She smells of lavender and lace They sit and talk, mood just right To break the ice She seems a little tight He rubs her shoulders soft and nice She quietly sighs Letting him know he has hit the right spot He stops moving his hand down to her thighs Resting them on top She gently coos in his ear Let your magic fingers do the work She place his hands there He goes to work like a crook Walking his fingers up her thigh under her dress Straight into the pleasure zone He rubs her, driving her to madness As his fingers do their dance He gets behind her, breaking away her panties Now the real show starts To her true fantasies Of sexual plots She coos of him to go faster Her head spins with desire She knows the end is near Her body can’t last much longer He works his magic on her private area Little kisses on her neck Her pulsing vagina Lets him know he is on the correct track She’s moaning and groaning Back into him arching The finale coming Thanks to clit thumbing She explodes, squirting Her juices flowing She out of breathe satisfied smiling Over finally willing Looking into his eyes That was truly wonderful Trade tomorrow places My turn to make you spill |
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