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snap goes my bra

well then

snap goes your jeans

amid double gasps

in sweetly tempted, crippled breath

we engage to be more and more

sensuously obscene

oh, you are a gem of a man

all brooding like Heath Cliff

with a trembling upper lip

languorous eyes so filled with

fracturing heat

and searing intent

besides a clever tongue

that could send any female

into a wanton sexual fit

ah but my, how you groan out

my name as I lap the base of your

throat

for me you are the open mouth of

desire itself

your warm breath my wine

your hands my grinding yoke

you splay a palm slowly up to one

soft pale cheek

the other rotates down at my lower

left hip

you are a master of finger moves

I am piano it seems to your more

masterful Mozart

a sweeter tease could have never

been born

this is the moment we've been

throbbing for

ultra gliding sliding

heat enshrined bodies

sharing their pleasure

to touch at last

lips and tongues their own

need to meld

slip into an oh so deep and

private locking

flesh of my flesh

that you are

where do you end

where do I start

I love this! I gasp

as I turn my head this way and

that

aching to feel every angle and plane

of desires reeling spin

and all this from touching with

clothes still somewhat on

and that first tentative kiss

more elegant than Fred Astaire

you sashay me backward

slowly easing me down on a bed

I'm giddy and charged

for I have all of you alas in my arms

kissing every inch of your head

as your weight compresses mine down

radiating such want

oh I groan at the firm press and slide

of your body's welcome crush

I drink from your mouth again and again

whispering in wonder I want this so

much!

you almost smile

your desire is heavy and your eyes

so filled with me

that wonder over shadows their joy

you are intensely focused

from us the world just falls away

you are my conquerer of release

I your portal of sweet gloving ache

we are fire that will not abate

in that first of many long galloping

moments you drive me in such relished

grind and throb to release this tight

coil in me you have wound

and in one fell swoop of incandescent

pleasure I internally roll and tumble

my warm wet slick vice grips

you as well in such unbelievable measure

and pressure

this is oneness

a glory all its own

I collapse momentarily still beneath you

a woman not yet done

but my that was a lovely way to start

our time together...................

(Jan. 31, 2008 154am)