Sarah has what I need

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I emerge from the shower
fire burning between my thighs
After nearly an hour
he's undressing me with his eyes.
He thinks he has what I want,
but I know you have what I need.

At dinner the talk begins to abate
there is nothing to share anew.
I wish he had just decided to masturbate
and left me to my undistracted time with you.
He thinks it is him with me I see
but I know you have what I need.

He tries to woo me by being kind
and with his utlra-sexy styles.
I can't get you out of my mind
despite all of the miles.
He thinks he's won me over
but I know you have what I need.

In the cab to my hotel
I feel his touch on my thigh.
I am still under your spell
wishing that to you I could fly.
He thinks he has me where he wants
but I know you have what I need.

My body knows how It's supposed to respond
as his lips press upon mine.
Yet my thoughts are far beyond
for you make my heart shine.
He thinks the warmth in my kiss is for him
but I know you have what I need.

His hands upon feel like stone
his arms wrap me like vines.
Though he has me alone
he is reading the wrong signs.
He thinks he will take me for his
but I know you have what I need.

His tongue upon my breasts
doesn't give me thrills.
It is thoughts of your
that gives me chills.
He thinks he's the source of my dampness
but I know you have what I need.

His head between my thighs
his movements do not my body seize.
Looking into his eyes
I see his inability to please.
He thinks it is my nectar he tastes
but I know you have what I need.

My cunt dripping and his body
pumping on top of me.
This act does not embody
what he would like it to be.
He thinks my heart is filled
but I know you have what I need.

Though I ripple up and down his shaft
though my body quivered and shaked.
He does his best to practice his craft,
but he is taken in by the pleasures faked.
He thinks my spasms are for him
but I know you have what I need.

Inside me he planted his seed
but it is not to grow into his.
He thinks he has given me what I need
but with him is not where it is.
He thinks we are now one
but I know you have what I need.

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AmyfriendAmyfriendover 17 years ago
Favoring...

the love of another...

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
~~

Welcome to Lit

With this first piece where

She fakes it!

{But on a deeper level}