Stress and frustration is in the air
The look on your face says that your mind is elsewhere.
Pacing back and forth with no peace in sight
Nothing I say is making you feel right
Baby it's okay, we will figure it out
But your mind is filled with rage and doubt
Finally there's a break in the day
And the look on your face says you're re ready to slay
You gave me a look and I beckoned you over
You brushed my upper back and I quivered all over
Our eyes locked and you pulled me near
I blushed and timidly whispered in your ear
We locked lips and played tug-of-war
The force between us was for sure hard core
We gripped, pulled, and tussled back and forth
and with certainty tested each others' worth
Your full lips caressed my breast
While I gently stroked and kissed your chest
You grasped my legs and pulled me closer
I let out a moan and said Poppie go slower
You bit down on your lip
then grabbed my hips
Penetrated my soul with white chocolate bliss
Day after I'm quivering while I reminisce
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