| Poetry: Lust: Sex in the Zone (1/1) |
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Kids in bed, cat outside, no work tomorrow – pour me some wine, baby Mmmm . Touch me – fingertips down my spine, up the backs of my thighs, over my cheeks You know what I like I can feel it, the mastery of your touch – fingers sliding toward my core Put them inside me, please, God Two, yes Three, better Sliding in and out – don’t stop – I can feel it Building, ahhhhh… Must stop now Come hither. I want to taste you. Slide your hips up here, I’m feeling too lazy and pleasured to move anything but my jaws and hands And tongue You taste sweet Mmmm. Do you want me yet? Because I need you Yes, I’ve got the energy now… to ride you, grind you And where are those fingers sliding? Wetness assists the sensual assault as you rise and kiss me Every orifice filled… |
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And I gave you....
