Peter's 101 Words

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Gentle, soft and tender is your caress my dearest love.

Stroking my skin with hands of joy, like a dove.

The tingles pass through me, arousing my lust once more.

That is your intention, the reason your touch is sure.

I allow you to do whatever you will to me,

And I watch and I accept whatever acts will be.

This is not the way it usually is between us.

I am the Master and it has seldom been thus.

But this is a special occasion between us my dear

I let you please me and tease me without fear.

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