- Erotic Poetry
- Bent
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Bent over my bed, I wait...
Not for you
Not for us
But....
For the anticipation.
...I wait to get wet with wilted finger tips...
I wait for a hand to slide over my breast
And dip down to my pussy....
I wait for my imagination to bring a girl to her knees at my feet....
I wait for two more bare women to walk out a passage way to help....
I wait for them to focus on the job of elation...
I wait for them to take control and hold my legs down while they slide tongues back and forth: sucking, slurping, scissoring....
I wait for laughter and appreciation of my exposure...
I wait for their separation: one staying down hungrily coxing more out, another inhaling my nipples, and the third... sitting on my lips...
I wait to grab hold of her lush, soft hips as she feverously rides....
I wait as we all build, as we all sweat over my sheets....
I wait for more to come...
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