Submissions by Cyd

I may not be domestic
and I sure do have my days
when I can show you how to burn things
more than fourteen different ways.

I may not be a lover
in the ways that you might wish
but compared to all my cooking,
Honey, I'm one fancy dish!

Your are so many years away from me
but you own this aged soul,
still burn this skin with desire.

When I close my eyes you are near again
you are pulling me close,
fingers warm behind my neck,

your tongue in my mouth. Your hands move, move down
tobreasts, teasing nipples;
pinch and then kiss them better.

You explore my curves and sooth my shyness.
I cradle you with my thighs
which you part and feel inside

andI am wetwith the wanting of you.
I arch and meet your mouth,
you bite then lick me wetter.

As you...