Bedroom Bliss
Dominant and vulgar, I'll make it clear,
She lay before me, her thighs so near,
Begging for a kiss, pleading to be touched,
My satisfaction grew, my desire clutched.
I kneaded her flesh, with a firm grip,
Her moans and gasps, my ego did equip,
My lips opened the floodgates, oh so wide,
Her pleasure poured out, with nowhere to hide.
In the bedroom, we found our bliss,
Her body mine, with every kiss,
Our passion raw, our lust untamed,
Our love-making, forever unashamed.
A. C. Mercier🥀
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