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That Good Loving


My lips tremble at your slightest touch,
As I exhale the scent of you,
Your hands run slowly down my thighs,
As you get me ready for what we're about to do.

The tightness of your muscles twitch between my fingers,
Your silhouette covers me completely,
The smell of your seat permeates the room,
As you slowly glide inside me.

Just the thought of such a moment,
All my thoughts turn to mush,
As you slowly wrap my legs around you,
Our eyes meet and I'm silenced; hushed.

Your hands begin to roam unfamiliar territory,
You seek out what you desire,
As those luscious lips touch pure silk,
I scream as you ignite my fire.

Oh the sounds that fall from my lips,
Are nothing short of pure bliss,
My hands roam unspeakable territory as well,
Because you are something I can't resist.

Use all your strength against me,
I want lasting marks like before,
From the counter, to the dresser, to the bed,
Please me til I want no more.

Make everlasting love to me,
Let your strokes mend my every need,
Induce me into your captivity,
Forever yours; my friend, my lover; indeed.
Written by DivaB
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