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Temptation - Sin At The Station

A story told for titillation
Sin is not found in temptation, 
Neither in a girl's flirtation.

A wistful look across a station?
A sexy thought in gestation.

Eyes meeting with fascination,
Hearts flutter - fibrillation.

Walking quickly, no deviation,
Come together - gravitation.

Words exchanged - explanation,
Suddenly an expectation!

Knickers wet - condensation,
End of sexual deprivation.

Hands wandering - elongation,
Between her legs, lubrication.

Mutual pleasure - masturbation,
Wanting more - aspiration.

He does as told - her instigation,
Body pierced - penetration.

"Oh my God!" - an exclamation,
Followed by an exhalation.

Pushing up, no protestation,
In fact she's filled with jubilation.

No time to hide - observation?
Caring not her reputation.

Words are shouted - condemnation,
At such a public consummation.

But there is no moderation,
As they practice procreation...

Mind thinking - ovulation!
Birth control? Impregnation?

Still there comes no protestation,
Despite increasing oscillation.

Reached a point of stimulation,
Adding to the population?

Clutching - there's no separation,
As muscles clench in orchestration.

Gasping, grunting, perspiration,
Pleasure flowing - capitulation.

Time to leave - altercation!
Now on a train, relaxation.

Trains they leave - transportation,
Bodies glowing - sex sensation!

Sin is not found in temptation,
Sin is found in aberration.
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