You lay there beside me,
Sleeping softly in the night,
I could see your outline clearly,
In the pale moonlight.
I slowly slipped the cover off,
You stirred and rolled to your back,
I viewed your body up and down,
Soft beauty did not lack.
I gazed at your sweet breast,
Covered partly by your gown,
My finger gently touched the nipple,
And you let a little moan.
Then some thoughts began to form,
And through my mind they crept,
I wondered if I could make love to you,
As you deeply slept.
I slowly rolled your nightie up,
From your knees to above your hips,
Exposing your sweet pussy,
And your pussy lips.
My hand just touched your hairs,
And tickled them for a time,
Against my hand you pushed your mound,
It felt wonderfully sublime.
One finger slowly searched about,
As your legs began to spread,
Till at last it found your cleft,
Slipped in as I lowered my head.
You had not moved at all,
I believed you still asleep,
My tongue and finger worked away,
You sighed much like you would weep.
Your hands came down and pressed my head,
Against your steamy bush,
And then a cry came from you,
And just as suddenly... a hush.
I finished my sweet work on you,
Then after a short while,
I lifted my head to see your face,
Still sleeping with a smile.
Then at dawn I mounted you,
Entering you quickly as I dared,
You were awake for this of course,
But ...you had been properly prepared!
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