Soft Voice

Softly you whisper...
in the the deep dark of night...
Take me my lover...
I’ll not put up a fight...

Take me you say...
Ravage me now...
Be wicked with me...
Fuck me and how...

All in a whisper...
As we travel along...

Oh what a tease...
My love oh is she...
To tell me this now...
When we cannot be free...

To explore passion...
Desire and so...
In a crowded train car...
With no place to go...

My hand she does guide...
to the top of her knee...
I whisper back softly...
Do you dare allow me?

Her eyes they do linger...
And stare into mine...
Go to the men's room...
I’ll be close behind...

And in a few moments...
We are quite alone...
My love she gets naked...
And does want to bone...

The rhythm of the rails...
Gives pace to our love...
And if I’m not careful
A rather forceful shove...

Release it is muffled...
Into my chest...
I open my mouth...
And hum loud on her breast...

For a few minutes...
We catch our breath...
We hope we’re not caught...
We’d be embarrassed to death...

Fantasy over....
She sated for now...
We’ve put out the fire...
Now to escape somehow...

More whispers are heard...
As we return to our seat...
Just jealous folks...
Of our middle-aged heat...

Phoebus
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