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Older Gent

Older Gent

Meeting an online love for the first time
I once met a man online, he was so nice and kind, an older gent he was

his words he knew just how to use, to invade my mind for reasons I mistook

each time his message struck, sparks would erupt

'til finally we had to meet to fan the sparks into some serious heat

so off to the skies I took

my body shook with delightful visions of long lingering kisses

slow delicious penetrations

moist flicking tongues, moans and hums

the first kiss a delicious tease 

the second kiss a promise of things to please

so off to his room we flew, shedding clothes in the dimness of the room

the bed posts shook

as our sparks took root 'til they simmered and blew

'til our flames fused and my visions became true

deep down he took me

to places I have never been before

my skin became his canvas, the brushes his hands, his paint my pain

'til I felt consumed by our flames

his promises I took for he had me on his hook

my body shook each he time he dipped and took, 'til all I had left

was a panting breath.

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