Monday Moaning... Get it on.... Repetitive poem

When my eyes open to that morning look in his eyes 
My mind was immediately seduced...

When his lips met mine with a gentle morning kiss
It felt so inviting....

When his long slender fingertips lazily trace the smooth curves of my body
Electrifying sensations rushed through my extremities...

When his fingertips reached down then under my panties, and softly strummed the tip of his thumb over the erect tip of my pink throne
My body writhe from the provocative sensations ...

When he forcefully spun my body around and forced the red panties riding my hips down to the center of my thighs  
My mind, body, and soul were captivated....

When I felt the strength of his hands tenderly palming, kneading on the firm roundness of my backside 
It felt exceptional alluring......

When he push the swollen length of his hardness deep inside the wetness of my pink feminine den
It took away all reasons for me to breathe....

When he gently rode deep inside my moist wanting glory
Monday moaning was on....

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