george albot


When?


When we sleep together again or the next time we are in bed together
How will you wake me, will you slowly explore me with your fingertips
Will you look at me in the way that I look at you, will you let your eyes cast over my body
Has your hand reaches down between my legs, as I begin to wake

Will you turn my head so I may suckle on your breast
And with that, will this make your thighs start to tremble
As your gate begins to open
And even if I don’t touch you will I be able to make it happen
Just by looking
Can you feel me now I’m staring at your beautiful naked body

Now lift your leg again and show me what I can have
Can you quench my thirst, will you be able to bring a smile to
These dry lips
Can you feel me now, did I hear you sighs
As you hold my head and press me deep, into you
Is that nice, do you like me drinking from you
I hope you have your eyes closed now
Because I have a question will I be taking you
Or will you be taking me next time
Because there is going to be one

And as Beyoncé said
The BEST’ you’d never had! !
But what she means is
The BEST’ is yet to COME, , ,
XYZ
XXX



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Submitted: Monday, April 01, 2013
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