With my tongue <br />Exploring <br />Attempting to memorize her reactions <br />Thy fingers followed the avid contour <br />exploiting her body’s gentle persuasions <br /> <br />Thy loving, sexual words pleased her senses <br />extending the nine to ten <br />Boldness dismounted the neutral fence <br />Creative imagination became a randy mix <br /> <br />Five minutes slowly marched to forty-five <br />Each second seemed a lifetime <br />The sex was morally alive <br />Sensations just about blew my mind <br /> <br />We’re into the late morning <br />after a limping pause <br />The benefits were truly rewarding <br />We will revisit the act because… <br /> <br />The very short night quickly slipped <br />into eternities book of history <br />The lessons left me fully equipped <br />to find the elusive g-spot instinctively <br /> <br />Copyright Peter LeBuhn 2009<br /><br />Peter LeBuhn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slow-sex/
