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The Games We Play (Part 1)

Laying here, trying to resist
This Fight, This Urge, This Lust
I am feeling for You, role play
The name of the game, Seductive
Dominating Temptress, your Role today
Constrained, Detained, This bed I'm in
Handcuffed, Naked, and Vulnerable
You, slowly teasing, mocking Me to Sin
Break these bonds, end this game we're in
Hearing, first sense, deciding to strike
Whimpering, and Moaning, you're very good
Can't control this animal instinct
You've awakened in Me, Alive in chains I am
Whispering, Softly, your plan of attack
To having your way with me
Next, my sense of Feeling, of Touch
Exploded with Icy Fire to my neck
Cold, then Hot, ice then lips, and a breath
Electrifying my Nerves, Shaking My Body
Warming Up to your kind of Sin
Your Hair, Feeling like 1000s of silk feathers
Moving across my chest
Trail of Goosebumps in their wake
Lips of yours, glancing mine
Pulling away quickly
Giving me what I want,
You deny me again
Moving South, to come to a halt
At My V Outline, Your right middle finger
Tracing my every ripple
Of my hard stomach, soft moist Kisses
Outline My V, My stomach quivers
My Hearts Racing, as you slowly
Mount Me, Body Pressing Against Mine
Hearts Together, Beating as One
Feeling You Now.....

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