He tell me stories~Stories only true lovers can share~He tells me his thoughts, his feelings, what’s on his mind and how I can keep him satisfied~He tells me what he likes about me~My brown, smooth skin, my legs, my smile face and hands~He says he can keep me satisfied~Take me to places I’ve never been before~To paradise~And once there, take care of me mentally and physically~To water my sexual, sensual garden~
I just sit and listen while he’s telling me his stories~Meanwhile longing to touch, to feel, to taste him~To feel his hands caressing me all over~Hearing him whisper I’m his and that he loves me and will never leave me~Saying that I’m not just another girl, but that I’m different, special~He says he’ll take care of my needs first~Before his~That he’ll satisfy me and make me moan to feed his ego~He says he’s a pro when it comes to love making~That I’ll be his one and only lover and he’ll be mine~He says he’ll take it slow and be gentle because he knows I’m a virgin~That he’ll keep that in mind~
He calls me his sexy chocolate thang~ I just smile and laugh in return~Does he want me only for what I can do for him?~ Or does he want a little more?~I’m longing to be with him~To see if what he says is true~If he can really satisfy my wants and needs~Or to see if he’ll let me down~
I want to do it~Experience it~But how do you know when it’s right?~ Is it worth it?~Should I?~I don’t know~Maybe one day I’ll find out what it’s really about~But until then~I’ll just keep listening to his stories
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