Sunday’s Sinful Suggestion

Please let me offer a suggestion.
A thought of what you might need.
I think it’d help release stress.
Help you feel good, perhaps fill you with glee.
Let me impart a little suggestion.
An idea for some time to yourself.
Be it in the shower, in bed, or behind a closet door.
Just go, I promise, it’s good for your health.
Let me assist you with a suggestion.
Just go wherever to find the real you.
Go and get off in the best way you can.
You’ll feel much better, I know it to be true.
Let me offer this glorious suggestion.
In good faith that it will always be.
That the best things we can do for ourselves.
Come with our own touch and sinful sexuality.

For Us

Do it for us, just for us.

No other reasons than just because.

Do it for pleasure, yours and mine.

Thinking of us in this special time.

Your hand is my hand as you play.

In your mind it’s to me you stray.

And as you cum, your hips they’ll buck.

To the images of us, as my fingers fuck.

Don’t do it for me, don’t do it for you.

Do it for us, for our yearning love true.

 

 

Passion

Passion flows, it’s liquid in its form.

It pours slowly from your skin, through heated open pores.

Passion simmers, it takes time to slowly build.

The pressure climbs til release comes, then only does it spill.

Passion engulfs, it leaves no thought or feeling behind.

Nothing can resist its will, and like passion, you are mine.