When I'm AwayMature

I am thinking of you

and i have nothing to do


and as i sit here

drinking a beer

i think of you dear


in that little dress

and your skillfulness


with your hands

as it expands

making  your Demands


Your my mistress

your beauty is faultless


so i stroke fast and tight

as i feel the hieght

of a lustful excite


imagining you naked

and how much I lusted


making me moan

outloud i groan

hearing your tone


when we both reach climax

and then we relax


into each others arms

breaking the charms

that set off the alarms


i have finally come

so back to bordem

from that feeling of freedom

The End

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