Sex Me

Posted: November 1, 2014 in erotica
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leggings

If her legs open, I am immediately there,

deep inside,

my head revolves around notions so clear,

yet I haven’t found her eyes,

while my wet, tongue drawing lips,

imagine the damp discovery upon her,

leggings.

I do tonight want to have her,

though miles away, I am tasting her beauty,

soft skin dressing my fingertips with delicious

shifts in her manner blending into gasps.

I lay in my quiet, hand on my monitor,

wanting to guide you toward me,

hoping with every slide of the rule,

while knowing full well, the vision of you

that sensual mystique,

has me hardly a second settled,

until the actuality,

the drive,

the taste,

the beauty of you in climax,

is the dance inside my eyes.

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