Sexually Needy
By cgracewrite
You wanted me to explain how it felt to be with you last night,
You become aroused when I talk like a whore but last night I didn't have
the words.
I was too caught up in what was happening to my body: the pleasure, the
pain, the ecstasy.
When our bodies are touching and warming each other, and playfully we tease,
You are so good with your hands and your mouth.
But your hands start to feel like a tease,
I need more.
I need that part of you that is so warm to the touch; it throbs and is
hard.
When you enter me it causes the most exquisite pain that ultimately turns
to exquisite pleasure.
Only then can I be truly satisfied,
Only then can I truly say I've been fucked.
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Copyright 2005 cgracewrite
Published on Thursday, January 27, 2005.
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