Moist
By scatman
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Soft pliant flesh under garments so thin,
Often I've dreamed of my touch on your skin,
To place my hands on your gently curved hips,
To feel the caress of your red hot lips,
I picture your figure by candlelight,
I long to be near you all through the night,
I'd hold you and do things only to please,
But I'd take it slow just to be a tease,
Kissing your neck then carrying on down,
Working my way beneath your silk night gown,
If it's too much then I'll walk out the door,
If it's not enough then I'll give you more,
Lower now and you begin to grow hot,
Welcoming all of the love that I've got,
Now your embrace as you hold me so near,
Letting me know that you want me right here,
My mouth pressed on the inside of your thigh,
I can't help but smile as you softly sigh,
You blush as the blood rushes to your head,
There's only us now, just here, just this bed,
It's late but the time is not your concern,
As you lay there and you writhe and you yearn,
You're sweating, I see it upon your brow,
You won't let me stop, certainly not now,
Your nails on my back, your legs round my waist,
But I keep it slow, controlling my haste,
You tense as the climax surely draws near,
But no, it's a dream, I lay alone here&;#8230;
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