And then, all at once, there's some hands on my blouse!
I'm very aware how it rattles your nerves
Every time that you're fondling my feminine curves.
Whenever you're looking for sensuous pleasure,
Your hands find their way to my womanly treasure.
You're always content when my 36-C's
Are subjected, at length, to a serious squeeze.
I'm not surprised any time that you rally
To undo a button and peek down my valley.
I know that the canyon you see down the middle
Is bound to excite your libido a little.
Whenever your hand comes to visit, and lingers,
A boob gets massaged with inquisitive fingers.
It isn't too long 'til your love organ begs
For that moist, tender spot in the midst of my legs.
To postpone the prize in the interest of foreplay.
Sooner or later, you're lifting my top.
It's cast to the side, and I'm watching it drop.
My bra is exposed as your actions turn next
Toward the business of kissing the rim of a breast.
You finger my peaks as my nipples pop up,
And they're forcing their profile right through a cup.
It's always a sight that you're finding ethereal
When nipples have hardened against the material.
It isn't too long 'til your actions grow bolder,
And you slide my bra straps down off of my shoulder.
Without hesitation, you reach for the snap
So my bra falls away and it lands in my lap.
I know what you like, and the way that you need
To press lips to my nipples as soon as they're freed.
.
I guess it's a posture implying submission
When I am assuming the 'doggy position.'
Taking my place on the bed or the floor,
I'm at your command as I'm down on all-four.
In case I've forgotten, your cock will remind me
That you are aroused as you move in behind me.
I know that you've told me my boobs look their best,
Dangling straight down toward the floor from my chest.
And although they're swaying, they swing all the more so
While you reach around me to squeeze on my torso.
I can't explain why, but so often, I'll giggle
Whenever I notice my boobs start to jiggle.
With my boobs in a manner that's making them sway.
You're keeping my nipples aroused as you pluck them.
My peaks will be hard when you're ready to suck them.
You open the drawer and start treating my nips
To some sensual jewelry attached to the tips.
The rapture is clear from the look on your face
As you tighten those tweezer clamps right into place.
As always, I note that you're fully enraptured
When toys have ensured that my nipples are captured.
It doesn't take long when you've started to flirt
'Til your hands work in tandem on lifting my skirt.
When foreplay subsides, and the bed is the venue,
Your raging desire is surging within you.
I lie on the bed and I stretch out spread-eagle,
Assuming a posture that's almost illegal.
You soak in the view and delight in my form.
I'm horny, I'm naked, I'm here and I'm warm.
I'm reeling you in with my feminine lures.
I'm ready for love, and my body is yours.
As you're moving toward me, I spread my legs widely.
Your penis is stout as you venture inside me.
I know that you like when your plunging produces
The sounds that it does as you meet with my juices.
We aim for that target, and often succeed.
Rapture suppresses all other distractions,
And all we're aware of are pleasing contractions.
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