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Touch It

 

Let me.......  
.....touch it.    
   
Can you feel that?    
Wait......wait.....hmmmm    
Slowly, slowy    
There it is    
you know you felt that    
   
I felt *her* move.      
   
As the tempest of the evening past    
wakes up to our dawn (at last)    
Legs draped, bodies tangled    
Bed covers strawn about, clothing on the floor    
twisted and mangled    
   
....as we lay    
   
I feel your waking fire and    
   
I    
   
want    
   
to.......    
   
.....touch it.  Let me touch it sweet butterfly    
   
My fingers move slowly, sensually across and down your belly.    
I encounter the fine hair nestled here and there    
   
Gentle textures, a softness like no other    
place upon your body.      
So anatomically unique, I am physically unable to speak.    
I am mesmerized......    
Don't, don't, don't......please    
   
Just let me touch it.    
   
.....as it quivers beneath my hand like pudding    
Are you scared? Do you dare?    
Is it just the maddening excitement building right there    
Gentle wind blowing, across those peach-fine hairs?    
   
You grasp my hand as I......    
   
.....touch it.  Can you feel it baby?      
Hold still-right there.....    
....wait, wait    
   
Mmmmm there it is.  I didn't know you were so *close*    
   
Your tender pearl, the warm juices begin to flow    
between those soft, plush lips    
oozing down along your slit    
   
My baby is so *big* down there    
I feel your heart beating, your flesh throbbing    
   
Desire........I feel u.  You want your man right there    
to stroke your feverish passion.    
   
If I could, I'd steal this moment like a thief    
Something  this good is beyond    
all belief........    
   
....only my finger wetly penetrates    
the temple where all your erotic pleasures await.......  
 
....me  
   
Your thighs are like.........    
.....pretty butterfly wings.    
Opening and closing in rhythm    
That incessant tingle indicates only one thing    
   
....as my fingers *touch* it.  My love touches U baby.    
   
Such pleasure I choose to only share with you    
How can you "not"......    
   
.....let me touch it?    
Say yes  
Scream yes! Let me....    
   
.........touch it
MusicallyMrM
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 18th Aug 2016
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