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Game Time

Sitting on the couch,
watching the game.
Sipping a beer,
being a bit of a slouch.

Girl by my side,
scootches over.
Puts her nuzzle,
on my shoulder.
Feeling quite satisfied.

Her fingers trace,
my thigh.
Oh, my!
I feel a rise.

I glance at her,
she watching the TV.
Fingers continue to roam.
Game played by degree.

Feeling constrained,
squirming a bit.
"What's the matter,
Not enjoying the game?"

She continues her tease.
All I can think,
is of release.

Hand on my crotch,
grab she does.
Looking at me,
smirk on her face.
My mind is a buzz.

The TV was on,
But all I know,
the final score I do not know.
Game long forgotten,
by our liaison.
Written by DaVinci_07 (Leo)
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