He led her back to the humble abode
Where inside she lit a fire
Her desires creeping into her soul again
Was she ever satisfied?
Was he?
He sat on the leather chair
Called her to him
She took place in his lap
And immediately felt his increasing rise
She straddled his legs with ease
Playfully kissing him, nipping at his ears
But as she leaned over to stroke her tongue
Up his jawline
There was that ever familiar click once again
Only this time,
She had cuffed him to the chair
He was a bit surprised
But still, he smiled
She bends over him
Her heavy breasts swaying in front of him
A temptation for his mouth
An invite to come and take them
And she knew he couldn't
She presses herself to him
Leans in close to whisper
"You are going to please me,
As I have so often done for you
Tonight I am the master
And you, my slave"
"Let me kiss your lips with passion"
As she runs her tongue across his mouth
"I'm going to tickle your body
From head to toe and back.
You'll feel my fingers caress your nerves
As your erection continues to grow.
And then I'll have the pleasure...
Well, you will just have to wait and see....."
(To be continued)
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Written February 13th, 2006
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I have to agree with beautifulMemory... naughty!
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naughty naughty i love it
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WOW.....
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dang, you sure write a lot of these, you must be having a lot of fun out there. another enjoyable addition, keep up the great work.
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Wow! Hot stuff! Nicely done. Good visuals and texture. I enjoyed reading the poem. Hope you have a wonderful Valentine's Day. Keep writing and having fun. Peace.
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