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Sex in the Shower
Your strong arms around me
My butt against the stall
Your body leans me
Against the shower wall
Water flowing over us
Running down my breasts
The movement of your body
The motion is your art
The way you press your pecks
Tight against my bosom
The feeling of your breath
Hot against my neck
Oh, my love
The beating of my heart
Your touch is patent
Not just another boy
In your soft caress
I can feel the thrill
The way you enjoy
You know me
You make me
Want to be your lover
The deep affection
In your soft caress
The trace of your lips
Against my nakedness
You're such a charmer
Your rhythm's a song
Music on my skin
Your fingers know
The melody
Of my flower
You're sweet play
Letting me feel
The passion
Of your power
Oh, how I love
Who you are
You're such a joy
Making me love
This moment
Making me smile
Pressed against
The tile
You are a full man
Older, giving
Moving me slower
Not a boy
Who has to have something
Quick and now
Hurrying
Before it's even over
So I don't mind
You're old
And your hair is gray
Still, I know
You're afraid
Because I'm young
And it's funny
When you tease
I'm your bait for jail
But inside, maybe
You think I'd tell
But you could have
Fucked me
The night we met
The night I fell for you
But that's been weeks
And I really love you
So yesterday
Proudly now eighteen
On my legal birthday
At the very minute
At midnight
I tried to get you
To give in to me
But no, you didn't
You had to make me wait
My whole birthday
All day long
Making anticipation
Taking me out
Going to lunch
Talking
Walking by the lake
Kissing in the park
It was kind of sweet
Your lingering
Savoring the wait
To make love to me
Taking the slow trail to sex
Teasing, leading
Lingering
Making me love
Your meandering path
But it's not that way now
With us in the shower
I have no want to beg
I can feel your arousal
Pressing against my flesh
Opening the satin soft
Moving between my legs
It's not the shower
That makes me wet
It's your fingers
Making my nipples hard
Water rippling over us
Down my chest
Over my belly
And your hand
Finding the drops of water
That trickle
From the hair
Between my legs
Your touch
So adventurous
Finding, exciting
My clitoris
Oh, how I love
You inside of me
Like you were last night
In the dark
Before the light of dawn
When you made me feel
The feeling
The one I'd never felt before
Shaking me
Trembling me
The quivering satisfaction
Of a woman's first climax
My mother was wrong
So totally mistaken
When she told me
There is nothing in sex
For a girl
Saying definitely
Once a week
Was enough for any man
So my love
You were quite a surprise
Doing something
I didn't even know
A man could do
Making me cum
And then doing it again
Before the sun could rise
I so love your game
You older man
And in your arms
From your motion
Right here
Right now
Coming
From my belly
Spreading
From my flower
You make me
Cum again
Held against tiles
My orgasm in the shower
And mother, maybe
Someday
If I can
I might even let you know
What is true
But until then
One thing is certain
One thing is sure
And that is
Once a week
Can never be enough
For this young girl
.
My butt against the stall
Your body leans me
Against the shower wall
Water flowing over us
Running down my breasts
The movement of your body
The motion is your art
The way you press your pecks
Tight against my bosom
The feeling of your breath
Hot against my neck
Oh, my love
The beating of my heart
Your touch is patent
Not just another boy
In your soft caress
I can feel the thrill
The way you enjoy
You know me
You make me
Want to be your lover
The deep affection
In your soft caress
The trace of your lips
Against my nakedness
You're such a charmer
Your rhythm's a song
Music on my skin
Your fingers know
The melody
Of my flower
You're sweet play
Letting me feel
The passion
Of your power
Oh, how I love
Who you are
You're such a joy
Making me love
This moment
Making me smile
Pressed against
The tile
You are a full man
Older, giving
Moving me slower
Not a boy
Who has to have something
Quick and now
Hurrying
Before it's even over
So I don't mind
You're old
And your hair is gray
Still, I know
You're afraid
Because I'm young
And it's funny
When you tease
I'm your bait for jail
But inside, maybe
You think I'd tell
But you could have
Fucked me
The night we met
The night I fell for you
But that's been weeks
And I really love you
So yesterday
Proudly now eighteen
On my legal birthday
At the very minute
At midnight
I tried to get you
To give in to me
But no, you didn't
You had to make me wait
My whole birthday
All day long
Making anticipation
Taking me out
Going to lunch
Talking
Walking by the lake
Kissing in the park
It was kind of sweet
Your lingering
Savoring the wait
To make love to me
Taking the slow trail to sex
Teasing, leading
Lingering
Making me love
Your meandering path
But it's not that way now
With us in the shower
I have no want to beg
I can feel your arousal
Pressing against my flesh
Opening the satin soft
Moving between my legs
It's not the shower
That makes me wet
It's your fingers
Making my nipples hard
Water rippling over us
Down my chest
Over my belly
And your hand
Finding the drops of water
That trickle
From the hair
Between my legs
Your touch
So adventurous
Finding, exciting
My clitoris
Oh, how I love
You inside of me
Like you were last night
In the dark
Before the light of dawn
When you made me feel
The feeling
The one I'd never felt before
Shaking me
Trembling me
The quivering satisfaction
Of a woman's first climax
My mother was wrong
So totally mistaken
When she told me
There is nothing in sex
For a girl
Saying definitely
Once a week
Was enough for any man
So my love
You were quite a surprise
Doing something
I didn't even know
A man could do
Making me cum
And then doing it again
Before the sun could rise
I so love your game
You older man
And in your arms
From your motion
Right here
Right now
Coming
From my belly
Spreading
From my flower
You make me
Cum again
Held against tiles
My orgasm in the shower
And mother, maybe
Someday
If I can
I might even let you know
What is true
But until then
One thing is certain
One thing is sure
And that is
Once a week
Can never be enough
For this young girl
.
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