Slowly gripping the bed post tightly
To exert my screams silently.
Moans and groans are a thing of the past, and too attention grabbing.
Back then, it would've been a sound to brag and spread jealousy.
But now, it's just a dirty little secret you try to hide around every corner.
Your lips, now slowly kissing on that patch of skin on my inner thigh,
You know it sends me screaming.
I shift ubruptly,
Still twitching from the sensation.
Your chest now slowly massaging mine
And my teeth buckle down,
Legs wrapped tighly,
My nails grinding into your skin.
I can hear your breathe getting heavier and louder in my ear sending chills,
And I feel my heart race with yours.
No word could explain the thrill inside right before the rush.
And then it's over,
Jump into your clothes before someone opens the door.

04/30/2002

Posted on 04/30/2002
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