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Phone Fantasy

Poetry By: Tango
Erotica


Tags: Sex


The wonders of modern technology.


Submitted:Apr 12, 2007    Reads: 2,704    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Phone Fantasy

When we are on the phone,
we are together, yet we are alone.
Your voice I just love to hear,
it brings you close, and very near.
I close my eyes, I see your face,
immediately my pulse begins to race.
Our lips they meet, our tongues entwine,
I can feel the warmth of your body pressed on mine.
As one together we are joined,
breast to chest, loin, to loin.
Slowly climbing to the top of loves peak,
then cumming together, in a burst of orgasmic heat.
But alas this will probably never be,
for we are only having a phone fantasy.

Tango.





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