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A Little Music and Poetry...




His compelling eyes stare at me

He seems to read into my thoughts

 Suddenly his hands encompass

The pearl-white breasts

 that lounge unfettered...

and waiting... 
I love to have him touch me there

His hands moving,

surrounding, His fingers playing,

 strumming, His tongue, encircling

His lips sucking 
His eyes search mine

As he starts moving downward

Then registers surprise and delight

When I, too, relocate

So that our eyes now focus...
  
He sees my blond bush

and starts to wander around

I explore and tease, already...

enjoying the coming thrusts

of his desire for my lips...  

 ~~~



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