I slipped outta the bed, with not a stitch on,
I made sure the door was locked and the curtains were drawn.
I unplugged the phone and threw the alarm clock away,
I want you to stay here and play.
I apply rose scent to my wanton body,
I grab you,smotherin you in rose scented snow globes,I'm so naughty.
You awoke amid rose scented snow,
To your delight, you were my captive and I wouldn't let go.
You were joyfully drowning in my big, snowy pair,
You wiggled your face from side to side, seeking some air.
You soon discovered the core of one mammoth jug,
You popped it in your mouth and gave it a tug.
The tuggin turned into gentle nips,
You started to sent me on an aroused trip.
Your seekin fingers located pink velvet
hidden in a downy mound,
With my sigh of pleasure, you laid me down.
Then a game of, I'll touch you here if you touch me there,
The players reveling in the contact sport, so completely bare.
Soon things became serious, when one player comsumed another,
I rode to victory, while snow globes, delightfully did smother.
Two great ones back to back...one sweet and sensual the other hot and steamy...hard to pick which one I liked best but I am off to cold shower either way. Well done.
Fee
The e-book version of Sam Vaknin's "Malignant Self - Love - Narcissism Revisited". Contains the entire text: essays, frequently asked questions and
appendices regarding pathological narcissism and the Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD).
Fabulous image, music, title, and poem!!
Hugs and love,
Lance
Fee
You just get better, and you rhyme so very well.
Music is a delight.
A no play Big Hug!