His Hands

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Light touches down my shoulders
gliding till they reach my wrists
Taking a gentle hold and raising them betwixt

(soft clicks) As he lovingly fastens them in place
His fingers caress and tease my naked face

Such a gentle man- not Master or Sir
Knowing what I need as I am held so as not to stir

Delicious tingles to excited skin
Tickles, touches, towards a wanted sin

A touch of his lips upon thy own
Instant weakness...never alone..

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