THE EDGE
The hot connect on top of the corner of the couchLips touch Chasing the dance of electricity Down her neck Inside the collar of her blouse Gentle following the shape of her beautiful full breast Thumbs resting on the ridge of her hips As my fingers wrapped around Feel the warmth of energy Starting to pulsate at it rises From the stirring deep in her back I step toward her Her body responds with a gentle nudge That she hopes I don’t notice Leaning in as I begin to bend m...
