Oooh, baby
You’re magnificent
That skin, the way we sin
Oooh
You want me to massage your dick?
Baby, I got tricks
You need relaxation, satisfaction
Lay back, close your eyes
While I grab the lotion
My love potion
I gotta make a confession
Seeing you lay there like that
Your body ready for me
Your eyes begging me
You have my attention
Ooh, baby
You’re magnificent
That skin, the way we sin
Oooh
You want me to massage your dick?
Baby, I got tricks
Real slow
That’s how it’s gonna go
While I worship you
Make a dieity out of you
Your body is the altar at which I pray
There isn’t any other way
That l’d rather play
Than to get down and dirty
Roll around in the mess we make
Go to hell and back with you
While your body shakes
Your pleasure is my pleasure
I want you
Real slow
Until you are reborn in a fountain of glory
And I, the sinner that I am
Become redeemed
Redeemed me
See what you get for telling me
You want me to massage your dick?
Baby, I got tricks
Real
Slow
Oh you have my attention…woo
He had to ask…
Thank you Fia
Why do I suddenly wish I was a banana
You don’t want to be a banana. Not much personality those bananas. Besides, they have a short shelf life.
Your poems have such an amazing build up. Wonderfully written and executed sensually. I want more. XXX
Thank you Keith.
I’m pretty sure I can do that.
If you have not already figured this out, I’m into erotica. I’m loving your erotic pieces. I’m also loving the musical variation and imagination paired with your lyrics. Super sensual.
I like writing erotica the most. No matter what emotion I’m feeling, erotica houses it, if you know what I mean.
Thank you for such a kind comment.