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Weaknesses
I'm angry with him,
he ignores me.
The more i'm upset with him,
the greater the temptation to touch him,
I think he knows this.
Here in the dining room, pouting still upset,
He comes out the shower on the other side dripping wet.
He comes in looking for a drink,
i could smell the lotion, his scent so delicious.
My hands on my dress pulling,
No! i'm angry with him.
He notices the slight sexual glances iv'e been giving him,
He looks and analyses my body then gave a grin.
I stand and look away from him.
Side eyeing him, seeing him unwrap his towel made me so weak,
Water glistening on his body, dripping down his V line.
He comes over, i try to keep my composure,
Gently he glides his fingers from my neck, down my arms to my finger tips.
My pores all risen, i give off soft moans.
His arms then tightly wrapped around my waist,
Letting me feel his manhood on my silk dress, hard, stiff on the crease of my butt,
letting me know he wants me.
I shiver, racing heart beats and gradually increasing my breathing,
He tilts my head slowly to the left,
Kissing my neck, sucking gently, while his hands wonder up onto my breast,
squeezing them.
As he stands behind me, he stoops down,
Raising my dress slowly,
kissing my thighs, then my butt,
I tighten my legs together to the sensation,
He stands, one hand around my waist, the other in my panties,
Rubbing on me slowly, i bite my lips, to the feeling of his finger tips,
holding tightly; squeezing his arms,
I could feel his breath on my neck,
his huge cock pushing up against me,
making me drip, soaking wet.
He increases the pace in a teasing way,
sticking his fingers inside and out repeatedly,
Driving me insane,
Then just as i was about to have an orgasm,
he whispers in my ear oh so seductively,
I Love u, you're near the edge i can see,
i'll have to stop, unless you're no longer angry with me...
he ignores me.
The more i'm upset with him,
the greater the temptation to touch him,
I think he knows this.
Here in the dining room, pouting still upset,
He comes out the shower on the other side dripping wet.
He comes in looking for a drink,
i could smell the lotion, his scent so delicious.
My hands on my dress pulling,
No! i'm angry with him.
He notices the slight sexual glances iv'e been giving him,
He looks and analyses my body then gave a grin.
I stand and look away from him.
Side eyeing him, seeing him unwrap his towel made me so weak,
Water glistening on his body, dripping down his V line.
He comes over, i try to keep my composure,
Gently he glides his fingers from my neck, down my arms to my finger tips.
My pores all risen, i give off soft moans.
His arms then tightly wrapped around my waist,
Letting me feel his manhood on my silk dress, hard, stiff on the crease of my butt,
letting me know he wants me.
I shiver, racing heart beats and gradually increasing my breathing,
He tilts my head slowly to the left,
Kissing my neck, sucking gently, while his hands wonder up onto my breast,
squeezing them.
As he stands behind me, he stoops down,
Raising my dress slowly,
kissing my thighs, then my butt,
I tighten my legs together to the sensation,
He stands, one hand around my waist, the other in my panties,
Rubbing on me slowly, i bite my lips, to the feeling of his finger tips,
holding tightly; squeezing his arms,
I could feel his breath on my neck,
his huge cock pushing up against me,
making me drip, soaking wet.
He increases the pace in a teasing way,
sticking his fingers inside and out repeatedly,
Driving me insane,
Then just as i was about to have an orgasm,
he whispers in my ear oh so seductively,
I Love u, you're near the edge i can see,
i'll have to stop, unless you're no longer angry with me...
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