The hungry look in her eyes said enough
She wanted him badly, too much to touch
She had many doubts, and it was so rough
To sit there and wonder about it much
He felt the same way, he wanted her too
He wanted to touch her silky body
She could see his desire, too
She asked him for his name, he said, "Cody"
He asked her's, she replied, "Maryann"
Precious time had passed, with no attention
This very strong, lovable, sensitive, and tempting man
Took her, and carried her with possession
Up to his bed; they made love the first night
And after that, they held each other tight
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Sarah Love
I'm just a girl trying to get somewhere in life. A passion for crafts, poetry and more. Who has a daughter with a beautiful and caring soul. <3
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