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WARM HER UP, WATCH HER MELT

I warm her up and watch her melt;  
She's putty when her breasts are felt.  
Where she was once icy and cold,  
Flames of passion start to take hold.  
 
In my arms she starts to relax
As we massage each other's backs.
From upright stiffness she takes rest,
Leaning her head against my chest.....

Kisses between us are returned,
Advances of my hands not spurned
As they stray to her bum and thighs,
She giggles at feel of my size.

The clothes come off in growing heat,
Cast down to the floor at our feet.
Before we tumble into bed
She gives me, then I give her head.

Her core gets juicy, like a fruit,  
As, unashamed in birthday suit,  
She lets me do what I can do
While I'm professing "I love you!"

The bed we share gets more than warm  
When she allows me to perform  
Upon and inside her body,  
Where she calls for my end to be.
Written by Solomon_Song
Published | Edited 4th Feb 2018
Author's Note
Title inspired by sentence in a word to husbands in a series of Bible reading notes about marriage. "You say, 'But my wife's as cold as ice!'...there's a solution; warm her up and watch her melt!"
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