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A Married Man

I want to do it…
I want to lift my shirt for you to see  
I want you caress my nipples  
First with your fingers
Then your tongue  
Skilled and ardent  
You slip your fingers  
Between my thighs  
Wet with perspiration  
And melon-sweet slickness
A sweet pearl of ripeness
Nestled in tightly  
Pulsing for your touch
Your hardness is exhilarating  
Explosive between my lips  
I feel your blood surge  
Above my tongue
You're ready
And finally push yourself  

And it’s magical.    

You sit across from me  
While I'm at work
And we talk about things…
The lines cannot be crossed  
(you say there are no lines)
Or even talked about  
Out loud
Just when our eyes meet  
And we see inside  
The mind of the other.  
That is how it happens  
Time and time again.  
Written by PerfumeandTaffy
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