Those exciting moments in your hands

When the world stops and I become oblivious to anything else

Your soft lips on mine

Your erect breast and hardened buttocks in my hands

How about your tenderness and delicate touches

Your dimples, white teeth, kinky hair and shining coal skin

Turn me into jelly

The warmth of your honey pot I cannot describe except to say

I enjoy the embrace it gives the ‘long john’

The palpitation I endure and my descent from ecstasy to normalness

Only you could have given those moments.


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