Tongue-In-Cheek

Determined, my flesh seeks out your flesh,

            Skin on skin.

My hard member seeks out

            Your secret spots.

“There, touch me there” you plea

            And I comply, working your body.

“Deeper” you plea, and then descend

            Into wordless moans and pleadings.

“Lower” you plead and I go down on you,

            Working your flesh as you tremble and moan,

Until I can go no more.

            “I’m sorry, Honey” I apologize;

I can never last long enough

            To bring you satisfaction.

Bemused, I roll over & wonder

            When our late night twinings

Produced such sexy moans

            And pleadings from you, my husband,

As did my knees and elbows

            Giving you that deep muscle massage.

Ariel

June 28, 2005