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Midnight Soak
Candles lit around the room
Perfect setting for complete relaxation
Chilled bottle of wine
One lone glass
Steam quickly filling the room
Is it rising from the water
Urgently streaming from the faucet
Or from within my poetic desires for you
As I sip from my glass
My taste buds left longing
Unsatisfied by the sweet grape
Longing for the taste of your manhood
As my mind wanders
Into deep thoughts of our conversations
My hand follows suit
Needing the touch of you
Tidal waves begin forming
Deep within the heated pool
Sloshing water keeping rhythm
With the song of the eternal lust we share
Music escaping my lips
With each moan and sigh
Dreaming of your masterful fingers
Strumming knowingly along
My hips rising to meet the sky
As unfulfilled fantasies of you, my Man
Take full control
All of my senses longing for more
Climatic release approaches
As my throbbing flesh swells
Begging me to submerge deeper into myself
Bringing forth gutorial primal screams
Laying back enjoying my soak
Reaching for the bottle and glass
Satisfied and completely sated
Thoughts are still only of you
Hmmmm.....seems that I spoke too soon
My body is now begging for me to continue
Oh babydoll how you seduce me
Even when you are not here with me Sir
Perfect setting for complete relaxation
Chilled bottle of wine
One lone glass
Steam quickly filling the room
Is it rising from the water
Urgently streaming from the faucet
Or from within my poetic desires for you
As I sip from my glass
My taste buds left longing
Unsatisfied by the sweet grape
Longing for the taste of your manhood
As my mind wanders
Into deep thoughts of our conversations
My hand follows suit
Needing the touch of you
Tidal waves begin forming
Deep within the heated pool
Sloshing water keeping rhythm
With the song of the eternal lust we share
Music escaping my lips
With each moan and sigh
Dreaming of your masterful fingers
Strumming knowingly along
My hips rising to meet the sky
As unfulfilled fantasies of you, my Man
Take full control
All of my senses longing for more
Climatic release approaches
As my throbbing flesh swells
Begging me to submerge deeper into myself
Bringing forth gutorial primal screams
Laying back enjoying my soak
Reaching for the bottle and glass
Satisfied and completely sated
Thoughts are still only of you
Hmmmm.....seems that I spoke too soon
My body is now begging for me to continue
Oh babydoll how you seduce me
Even when you are not here with me Sir
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