Love lids

He pinched my red tits ,
with his big teeths ,
to made me laid down ,
with his clever wits .

I sounded ,""ahhh"" ....
a feeling of love and pain under my bra ,
He smiled and moved ahead ,
again pinched without any remorse instead.

That was a lovely game ,
in which no fear no shame ,
He wanted to do more ,
sometimes deep and sometimes on shore .

Whole night I enjoyed ,
his witty tricks of Love voyage ,
and at last we did ....
after opening our love lids .

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This beautiful poem indicates the game of foreplay before the actual sex.