Late Night

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    Late Night

    When you kiss me, I get weak in the knees.
    When we are together I try hard to please.
    I love when you look into my eyes,
    I like the way you kiss my thighs.
    I tremble with anticipation after we kiss.
    Ah your kiss is what I truly miss.
    I like the feel of your hands on my skin.
    That is how we always begin.
    We start with a simple kiss when we meet.
    Maybe we would share a small treat.
    Then we take each other?s hands and head to bed.
    We sit and talk until everything is said.
    We are naked as we lie on the bed together,
    Your touch begins light as a feather.
    We share a few kisses on the lips,
    Stroke each other with our fingertips.
    I kiss your neck and your ears as you moan,
    You start to kiss my breast and I groan.
    I run my fingers threw the hair on your chest,
    You use your hands to caress my breast.
    From the pleasure I get wet and so hot,
    Your hands and mouth found the perfect spot.
    I love to stroke your cock until it gets hard,
    Please for me, let your guard.
    I love to feel your cock as it grows beneath my touch,
    I want to take you in my mouth so much.
    As your cock is my mouth and I begin to move,
    I keep hoping we can find the groove.
    When your cock is hard I want to ride you so much,
    I love to be on top of you and feel your touch.
    Your hands on my breasts and you inside me,
    I hope the feeling of being inside me feels as good to thee.
    When we switch positions and you grab my hips,
    I would love to feel your kiss on my lips.
    You grab my hips and fill me every thrust,
    I feel my orgasm all the way to my bust.
    My pussy gets wet and my nipples get erect,
    Making love to you is where my mind is set.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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