The
Tease
The
thrill
The
chill
Blows
his mind
The
time
She
takes
The
fuss she makes
Running
the ice
Smooth
and nice
Along
his throat
Water
does coat
The
thrill
The
chill
His
trust in her
His
body's stir
And
excitement
So
evident
Soon
more to come
Oh,
my pets
She's
not done
Not
until the ice melts
And
she's dealt
With
his desires
And
what he requires
So
good to know
She's
such a pro
Their
evening of fun
Has
just begun
Ethan
Radcliff©2016
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