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But oh what softness, light that
plays
upon your body as it lays.
Beside me after all this time, it's sublime;
captured in our prime.
Your eyes dance in the abundance of warmth; not wronging...
of ending the longing.
A smile that secures belonging.
Our bodies brush, your touch
is slowed not rushed.
A kiss that sweetens and convinces, my heart winces.
........
Oh, why do you play like it's not okay?
Say you want me this way.
No, perhaps it's not the same.
I wait as you debate.
.........
My chin, your chest. You know the rest.
No issues to contest... but still you jest.
With that you laugh.
Something so trivial on your behalf.
I stifle, just a trifle moving in again...
for a chance to pertain, the joy running through my veins.
Touch of my breast, a hand to your body
a tongue so skilled that it makes me feel naughty.
We've cum and cum, not once but thrice
and surely this was more than nice.
A little sore, sure. But I don't pout... You know what I'm about.
Give it to me from behind and find
in time you will make me whine.
But oh, your name it is not plain
and I contest you may be the best.
I don't detest; yes, I'm impressed.
At your skills and endurance,
at your brilliant performance.
Have I met my match? A worthy catch?
Somebody that knows how to work my snatch?
No, say it ain't so. Perhaps you should go.
In a huff I now find
that I'm done with your kind.
I grab my wallet for the $50 and say,
you have no power any way.
But damn you were a good lay.
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