I think my motivation comes from
The desire to seduce
Reduce you to a quivering
Shivering
And if you don’t mind my saying
Mess
Not the submission but
The taming of the lioness
The moment was so wild
She’s still wearing her dress
And why is it that even though it was only a moment
You’re left panty less
And why are you always wearing a blue dress
With patterns
Flower petals
That catches you at the knees
As soon as my hands start to caress your thighs
It covers less
I squeeze your bottom
Getting inspired by a kiss
Who’s passion was bottomless
Yes
Those lips had a personality
The feel of your soft skin
Against my rough hands
Even with your top covered
Remember you were bottom less
I feel your hands on my zipper
My buttons
Are you trying to get me out of my bottoms
“Yes.”
From the look in your eyes…
As your hands find what they are searching for
Tell me this
The lioness
Hasn’t lost any of her aggressiveness
The way her hands hold their prize and slowly stroke
While my hands
Spread a lovely behind
Tempting my mind
I can only think…
Passionate
Two fingers come forward
Realising she’s already wet
She teases me at the look of surprise on my face
“What, aren’t you ready yet?”
G.C. June 27/2009
Edited Dec. 16/2012