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Lustful sin


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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