You won

by laura anne   Oct 19, 2005


Your hand gently grazes mine
As our fingers inter wine
Pulling gently, to turn me around
Slowly guiding me to the ground
Looking right into my eyes
The following kiss was a nice surprise
It started out slow and sweet
Pick up fast as it gained heat
Lightly breathing on my lips
As your hands slip down to my hips
And gently begin to peal off my shirt
Now realizing you more than a flirt
My pants and yours come undone
Your shirt comes off, and you've won
I've given into your temptation
I can no longer stand this anticipation

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