Looking in your mirror thinking of him
Lusting to be touched in lustful sin
Imagining now that he is behind your neck
Wanting to feel his lips, just a little peck
Close your eyes and slip into bliss
Head leant back wanting an erotic kiss
Slowly just lips, then intertwining tongues
Oh how you feel with your forbidden fun
Pleading to be touched, a very first time
Wanting this ecstasy to make you whine
You take off your dress, let it fall on the floor
Just in your undies wanting to be explored
He is back behind you, your invisible man
He is watching you now, what’s his plan
You look in the mirror into his eyes
He is talking to you, with no surprise
In the mirror his eyes fixed on you
Your body, your soul in full view
Breath on your neck, he is so close to you
Trembling, wanting what you never knew
His hand on your neck, pulls you close
Time stands almost still, lost as it slows
His hands trace your bra, your feeling weak
You feel it coming, your at your peak
You take off your panties and wait for him
Your ghost, your stranger, your lustful sin
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Phil lister 14/09/17
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Nice….🌹
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A sin with its pleasure
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Very relatable
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