Showing posts with label oral sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oral sex. Show all posts
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Sounds of love
Moaning
Heavy breathing
Groans
Some of the things I hear
When you and I
Are intertwined
All day I’ve been thinking of
My tongue running down your spine
Leaving no area of your body untouched
You give me such a rush
I get off from getting you off
Unselfish lover
I like it when I am
Getting a lay of the land
In the neather region
You grab the sheets
Pull back
Trying to escape
As I grip my strong hands
Around your thighs
Five toes press into my back
The other five are on the wall
I notice your pedicure
The color clashes well with your skin tone
Love juices squirt out onto my face
Only makes me dive back into the pool for more
Call me greedy
You got that good stuff
That all the guys want
But I am determined to make you mine
Fiend for you
Or should I say I’m needy……….
I’m not done with you yet
No baby we’re far from through
I have more epic ecstasy in store for you
In part two
© 2011
All Rights Reserved
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Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sounds of Love
Moaning
Heavy breathing
Groans
Some of the things I hear
When you and I
Are intertwined
All day I’ve been thinking of
My tongue running down your spine
Leaving no area of your body untouched
You give me such a rush
I get off from getting you off
Unselfish lover
I like it when I am
Getting a lay of the land
In the neither region
You grab the sheets
Pull back
Trying to escape
As I grip my strong hands
Around your thighs
Five toes press into my back
The other five are on the wall
Out of my peripheral vision
I notice your pedicure
The color clashes well with your skin tone
Love juices squirt out onto my face
Only makes me dive back into the pool for more
Call me greedy
You got that good stuff
That all the guys want
But I am determined to make you mine
Fiend for you
Or should I say I’m needy……….
I’m not done with you yet
No baby we’re far from through
I have more epic ecstasy in store for you
In part two
© 2011
All Rights Reserved
Heavy breathing
Groans
Some of the things I hear
When you and I
Are intertwined
All day I’ve been thinking of
My tongue running down your spine
Leaving no area of your body untouched
You give me such a rush
I get off from getting you off
Unselfish lover
I like it when I am
Getting a lay of the land
In the neither region
You grab the sheets
Pull back
Trying to escape
As I grip my strong hands
Around your thighs
Five toes press into my back
The other five are on the wall
Out of my peripheral vision
I notice your pedicure
The color clashes well with your skin tone
Love juices squirt out onto my face
Only makes me dive back into the pool for more
Call me greedy
You got that good stuff
That all the guys want
But I am determined to make you mine
Fiend for you
Or should I say I’m needy……….
I’m not done with you yet
No baby we’re far from through
I have more epic ecstasy in store for you
In part two
© 2011
All Rights Reserved
Sunday, November 14, 2010
The Painter
The brush is moist
Broad strokes
It seems
There is little thinking involved
Just action
Happens every time
I paint my muse
Brushing up and down
Then clockwise
You seem tense
But whatever you're holding back
Is released
Once things go counter
Paint dripping
You scream
THIS IS IT!!
Pleased with the master piece
That I just painted for you
However you can't speak
Just lay there and smile
(C) 2010
Broad strokes
It seems
There is little thinking involved
Just action
Happens every time
I paint my muse
Brushing up and down
Then clockwise
You seem tense
But whatever you're holding back
Is released
Once things go counter
Paint dripping
You scream
THIS IS IT!!
Pleased with the master piece
That I just painted for you
However you can't speak
Just lay there and smile
(C) 2010
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