You slowly undress me and I step into a warm scented bath,
We have candles and chilled wine, to help the passion last.
You join me in the tub and I wrap my legs around your waist,
You always arouse me,so your maleness slips right into place.
I place the wine into my mouth and you suck if from my lips,
You caress my nipples with gentle fingertips.
You are like a wayward tide, as in and out you glide,
I sigh with pleasure as on desire's wave I ride.
My aqua eyes adore you, making your dark eyes smile,
As you stroke erect nipples, watching my reaction all the while.
Then you pour wine upon them, licking it all away,
Then warm lips capture one and your tongue begins to play.
We are encased in a warm, wet cocoon, we are Adam and Eve,
We are united as one, as our bodies cleave.
The warm water caresses our bodies as love sounds fill the room,
You are buried deep within me, my body is your tomb.
As orgasmic waves wash over us, we are at peace,
We sigh in unison, enjoying the sweet release.
Sylvia Masters, a hot fifty-two year old widow and CEO of her husbands company is challenged by her own instincts, family and friends when the Lieutenant investigating the murder of her ex-fiancee ask her to dinner. After a tumultuous beginning, the
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a helluva fine writer. I might say, ah, gripping. -gene.
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I love the gentleness and passion in your description from beginning until ebb tide. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.