Deep felt were the feelings,
Deep down was the desire
Within her body,
She could feel the fire,
Working out frustrations
In solo navigation.
Breathing getting faster,
Biting lip, trying to keep silent,
She now goes in tempo,
Fliud and rhythmic
Is the flow.
Gasping gripping tightly,
Her man asleep, does not know,
Her body now is aching,
But this time there is no faking,
Damp sheets damp clothes,
In that moment she groans.
Body now squirming
She now is fully yearning,
As her body then explodes
Every mus cle and sinew so taught,
Her nerves so so fraught,
As she reaches her peak
Her quite self so meek,
Now full of power and lust,
As finally a full body thrust,
And light fills her vision
And justifies her decision,
To go it alone
And reach a passion and feeling unknown.
She feels the afterglow as it subsides,
Feeling contented inside,
Among the damp sheets she now lies
She felt she got the big prize.
fauxcroft 
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