Contributor: Stacy Maddox
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I savor the way your thick seed
Runs quickly down my quivering thighs
As I stand to put on slowly, unhurried
My bikini bottom and suntan lotion
I take my own time with looks
Under hooded, satisfied green eyes
I haven't a care in the world
As you watch me flip streaked hair
You wander off to the kitchen
As I gather the towels and radio
Winding the dial up to the station
To music I'm in the mood for today
I close the sliding glass door
And make a path straight to you
Pinning you against the sink
Suggesting I want your sex again
Rubbing my hands, seeking you out
Sliding my sensitive, white breasts
Over the silver hoop that hangs
Through your small left nipple
Nibbling your ear, I feel you suck
Your breath in swiftly, almost startled
You're hard again, to my delight
I smile a secret smile to myself
Whispering...
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Stacy Maddox
