after the oohh’s and aahhh’s
…catch our breath
take a pause
have a cigarette
i grab your behind
so firm and tight,
finding treasure
in the pleasure
in hot pursuit
of something better
wrapped up close
and holding tight
as we do
our sacred duty
to tap into our inner booty
or to some, just for fun
just because the feelings groovy
no matter what got us here
we bring passion to the fight
blow by blow, we tangle
no matter, whether day or night
we go on it seems for hours
as if this were a fight
till somehow
I get the upper hand
break the code to
what your wild inner spirit demands
plant the stroke, you seize me firm
and make me stand, hard right
we join forces, soar…
our emotions rise together
taking flight,
driving hard
against each other
stroke by stroke
until you’re squealing
…with delight
you will be so full of me by then
you will probably lose your appetite
wrap around each other
till we feel so good
we want another taste
stewing in our juices
and cuddling
until we marinate
i never want to stop
making love with you,
until the day i drop
and my life is thru
then go to heaven
getting right back
where we left off
do our thing
until the angels sing
…get so warm and wet
you might even
forget my name
get so hot and heavy
until our sweat
pours out like rain
so we’ll get wet
all over again
the sound and scent
of making love
will be a tattoo
of you
forever etched
into my brain
you will be
on my mind
until the end
of time
then we can
start it all over
as if we just met
falling in love
and getting
…
Wet
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