Drained

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

You’ll slip those little knickers off,

Let them drop down to the floor.

You’ll come and snuggle up with me,

Let me feel your soft skin’s warmth.

I’ll gently stroke over your moistening clit,

I’ll tease you and you’ll moan.

And as I slip my fingers in,

You’ll growl a wanting groan.

We’ll lie like this for hours my love,

You’ll come over and over again.

We’ll pet heavier than ever before,

And I’ll leave you contentedly drained.

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