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She always paused
She always paused
She always paused before saying cock
In a slow, elongated hush full of want;
But only for him,
Otherwise, prim.
For him, her lover, it was part taunt
And opening her world for him to rock.
She never faked, never had to, was that de-stressed
That each time bettered the last by far.
Only with him,
All others dim.
Their passions' fires raised the bar.
Sometimes she could not get undressed
And in a threshold, the floor, against a wall
They'd fuck until orgasmed fall.
She always paused before saying cock
In a slow, elongated hush full of want;
But only for him,
Otherwise, prim.
For him, her lover, it was part taunt
And opening her world for him to rock.
She never faked, never had to, was that de-stressed
That each time bettered the last by far.
Only with him,
All others dim.
Their passions' fires raised the bar.
Sometimes she could not get undressed
And in a threshold, the floor, against a wall
They'd fuck until orgasmed fall.
Published 3rd Nov 2018
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