It is so nice to go on a date with the man of my dreams but the best part of the date is going home...
Returning home from a sterile show
My passion for you beginning to grow
Enough formality for one nightAlone at last; no one else in sight
My body awakens to your touch
Off with the dress; confining too much
Stroke me slowly, baby make me hot
Rub my back; loosen the knot
Lie me naked on the floor
You reach for the Goblet filled once more
Dip your fingers into the succulent lotion
Kneading, caressing; intoxicating motion
The liquid warms as it touches my skin
You straddle my waist and we begin
Warm wet fingers tracing a line
Back to the Goblet; more lotion DIVINE!
Touching my body, moving lower still
Massaging my legs; drawing out the tension
Heading towards your goal; perfection
As my legs part; I feel your breath at my back
Arching my body; can hardly hold back
I try to roll over getting closer still
You push me back down, for your touch I could KILL
"NO NO NO; Uh UH Not Yet"
"You're not moving until your soaking wet"
I'm panting for his tongue which now replaced his hands
Down my spine, across one hip; man I love his plans
His rough rugged grasp moves to my waist
Turning me over; now we are face to face
Tilting the Goblet over my breasts
Pouring out more lotion; now there's nothing left
Grinding my body slowly; now teasing him
Breathless he says "You may begin"
The Goblet is empty; I need to be filled
We bathed in the lotion; not a drop was spilled
As he slips inside; I'm ready to peak
It feels so good; unable to speak
I ride him hard; rocking and squeezing so tight
This is what I wanted all fucking night
Fingers entwined, eyes locked as we advance
Our bodies collide in the orgasmic dance
PG 2010
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