The last time you sang to me
was in the white Nissan car
a song about a homely girl by UB40
with your hand up my skirt
tender fingers tracing lips
as you move your mouth to mine
kissing sweetly to the rhythm of our song
I unbutton, unzip shimmy down
so we both fit in the back seat.
Hands pinned above the shoulders
memories of nodding my head
giving you the go ahead,
one swift movement and the thong was gone
on the floor in pieces
positioning yourself perfectly...
... I remember you entering, going deep...
thrusting hips to the beat of our song...
... on repeat...
whispering the lyrics in my ear...
"Homely girl, you used to be so lonely...
You're a beautiful woman..."
when the song finished my orgasm blew...
soaking you and the seat in one go
memories,
remember...
that's when you moved your head down low...
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kitty the naughty poet (
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Glad some ones had fun! lol.
My next poem is 'I remember meeting Kitty'. But will I swoon before I finish it? lol. Not if it's about a new cat I got. heehee.
hahaha
I've met Kitty, ya know. My (imaginary) watchdog, Fido, won't let me write any tales of her. He barks fiercely every time I attempt a poem about her. I'll put him out the back garden. Quiet, Fido! lol.
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this is one that I am unlikely to forget either .. very muchly enjoyed & to the hilt ........................... 🙂
thank you
Hope they never turtle waxed those seats or he'll slide her out the door lol. Very sexy poem K. You could have had steamy Windows or I like riding in my car lol 😈
lmao cheers mate
Great stuff Katie,..not sure is that's you and your hubby in the back seat there,..but I want to lick her toes😛
Haha no only thing we drive is each other up the wall hahaha
Very good words katie, that memory will be there every time you hear that song.
Andy
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