Monday Moan... Hush....... Repetitive Poem ........

I wait,

For his choice of implements

 to spank my bottom red

I wait, 

For the first sting, to burn into my flesh, 

While the sensation flush into my loins

I wait,

For the stinging pain to turn to pleasure, and my lips to become wet

with lust fever

I wait, 

For him to rub the redness of my bottom, while he whispers words of endearment into my ears

I wait,

To feel his firm manly touch slowly surround my flesh,

Ease over the points of my bosom,

Follow the crease between my buttocks cheeks, then make my body shiver as his fingertips gingerly ease along the tenderness of my inner thighs

I wait,

For his touch to slide between the slit between my legs, then wade in my moisten wet, causing my lungs to relinquish a moan into the air, while the firmness of his lips softly kiss the red spots on my bottom

I wait, 

To feel the tip of his tongue, easing over the mushroom swell of my lava lips, then trace the inner softness of my pink walls, while lapping in the sweet taste of my liquid

I wait,

For that first deep passionate moan, that will escape from my lungs, as his lips suckle on the sugar sweetness of my wine

I wait,

As his tongue dip and flick inside my wetness, making my body shiver with lustful sensations, while his tongue taste and lick deep into my pink, until my lungs moan loudly while my body quakes with orgasm spasms

I wait,

While he playfully circled on my wet opening with his harden flesh, making my body tremble with desire

I wait, 

To feel its girth spread my domain slowly open, sending surreal sensations of first penetration up my spine, then into the back of my brain

I wait,

To feel his first long thrust fall into my waiting depths

I wait,

To feel his hips gyrate against mines

I wait

For his forthcoming, in silence

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