Eyes closed... mouth moving in accordance,
Hands got lower with each passing moment.
Clothes fell off, like dry leaf on a tree,
Until she was only wearing lingerie.
My hands gently touches her like I was cleaning a figaree,
she gasp for more... And I agree.
Even with adequate forplay,
I still waited at her door way.
I knock gently above the center,
A few seconds before I enter.
We glued together like a siamese,
She instantly got wet like the Kaieteur Falls
In Guyana, while she speaks Chinese
The match started on the bed, then to the floor,
She begs for more, within seconds she will begin to pour.
She exploded when I reached her core.
She got wet like the sea, but I finally felt sure,
That she will be begging me for more,
as soon as she walk through the door.
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Sóberthóughts ♠(PotentPoeticPieces)♠
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