Playtime

Playtime

The house is very quiet, you've got a naughty, sexy poem on your phone, you've had a lovely hot shower, it's time for playtime on your own

Comfy on your great big bed, your wearing Red lace lingerie, just a nod to your kinky poet, whilst you are at play

Laid out before are all the toys you need for fun, a selection of stimulators, designed to please your pussy and your bum

Getting yourself warmed up you read the kinky poem on your phone, you close your eyes and imagine me as your hands begin to roam

Hands slowly sliding past your lingerie, your pussy's already dripping wet, you stroke it for a short while but there's more play to have just yet

You reach for your nipple clamps, you like a little pain, you're now laying in a damp patch, where your pussy's poured like rain

The tingle on your swollen clit, as you quiver and start to cum, is made even more intense by the love beads up your bum

You cry out your fantasies name, your playtime now is done, you clean up then drift off to sleep, desires are sated, you now await to greet the Sun

Sound in the knowledge you'll easily reach your sexual peek, because you'll get more playtime tomorrow, as you're on your own this week

Ron.