sitting next to you
holding your hand
my mind is racing
can't think straight
i smile
bite my lip
look into your eyes
blonda hair falling over them
i push it back
behind your ear
the better to see
your beautiful face my dear
you lean closer
as i do
lips barely touching
pulling away
moving even closer
lip to lip
arms around each other
you reach up
caress my face
i mirror your moves
my body is reacting
to the touch
of your eyes
of your lips
of your hands
i'm close to the edge
you move your hands lower
cup my firm breasts
thumbs flicking the nubs
making them harder
taking me closer
one hand continues
its downward journey
the sounds of my excitement
can be heard
sighs of happiness
turn to moans of pleasure
cupping my soft mound
stroking slowly
going deeper
finding my hidden treasure
rubbing faster
soft kisses become more urgent
my insides tighten
my back arches
i cry out
the pleasure more than i can bear
my breathing returns to normal
i come back from the clouds
and hold you in my arms
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