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Alone, in silence
The idea a gentle caress in my mind
I find a soft desire
And a need that is far less kind
Carefully I will chose a moment
A calm and clear space
Where I can let down my guard
Take advntage of my place
I play absently for hours
Run my fingers through my hair
Fidget and fumble about
A gentle touch here or there
And whn the time does come
Sinking into the water drawn
The heat covering me completely
And every thought is gone
My hand slowly trails my body
As I relax gently closing my eyes
I tease myself completely
My hands up and down my thighs
Secret thoughts filling my head
My heart racing in my chest
Feeling nails pressing to skin
As I put patience to the test
My fingers dance slowly
To the first place I desire
Teasing the small spot they discover
Gently building the fire
With a deliberate slip I'm lower
Finding a depth much awaited
The water rippling as my body shifts
Finding the pace I had anticipated
My other hand roams free
Discovering the piqué of my breast
The slope down my stomach
As the water tickles the rest
My teeth press into flesh
Lifting my body, arching back
My hips rolling to find
The one thing I lack
The anticipation taking me
Both hands finding there place
My legs spread before me
As I quicken pace
Feeling my begin to shake
Whimpering through the air
My composure fractured
As I lose every care
My actions seam more primal
My voice hoarse and wild
I feel it inching closer
Every reaction far from mild
As I shatter to prices
A pleasured cry upon my lips
My mind crazed with passion
As a new wetness meets my fingertips
My body relaxes into the steam
My head drifts back to now
As I tease again
Wondering not why but how