A steel cage he has built for himself Many years ago In her presence weakens ever so slight Known to the world, a cold hearted man Only she can melt the ice he has forged To protect himself from the world No great beauty to some But to him, she is his Queen, his Aphrodite …
Hair nuzzling against his muscular thigh She takes him in her soft mouth He sucks in a breath through gritted teeth At her tongue on his skin Licking and teasing his swollen crown Arousal tall and proud Soft fingers stroke up and down He gazes down, taking her in Hypnotized by her beauty Lingerie clad …
Plump, pink lips swollen Relentless, unforgiving kiss Chestnut curls wrapped snug around his fist Under commanding touch, she happily yields Over his knee, waiting for him Firm hand’s sharp, playful sting Springs delight in her mind, breath quickens Desire ferocious and thick in the air Roaring under the surface, for the night ahead * …
As I hold you in my arms My beautiful wife on our wedding night I promise to honour and cherish you for the rest of my life The day I met you, a blessing walked in to my life Time stopped, one look and I knew “This is my wife” You made me want to …
How can I tell you how I feel? I see you on the porch Watching me as I set out I smile at you I don’t wish to be rude And you blush so sweet The rosy flush in those creamy cheeks become you And my heart skips a beat How can I tell you …
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