FOURPLAY

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    FOURPLAY

     A smoldering night, fans blowing in place
    Laying in the wind, wanting to get to first base

    We talk, laugh and play, wondering whats on your mind
    Wondering what he will do next to make me unwind

    He then gives me a gentle soft kiss
    Caress me with his tongue; I'm in total bliss

    Breathless, air escapes my lungs
    I'll admit, I am sprung

    Deeply his tongue went into my spot
    Hungrily sucking, he's making me hot

    Arise comes in my nipples
    As he tries to keep it simple

    Tasting and wanting him; he begin to switch
    My clit on fire; it began to flinch

    My body now on fire from this game as we lay
    This sweet little game called Fourplay

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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