The night to remember
The two lifelong best friends are drinking the night away
With inhibitions down, they start caressing skin
With the frolicking hands reaching for some more gin
As whispers in the ears of new horizons sway
Together's harmony with sensual nature
As lips are pressing hard and hands are roaming deep
To a birthing posture, with moans bouncing in heap
Triggering arousal in tremendous venture
Cuddling for evening after this new found pace
To feel the warm bodies under a pink covers
As fingers digging spot to climax as lovers
Waking up the next day, with a tender embrace
Laughing at what happened, and no shame of last night
Will this be one time thing or consequence delight?
M.C. Newberry
Wed 20th Jun 2018 01:00
Or, like the song title:
"Will you still love me tomorrow?"
Brits. appear to have something of a "cold fish"
reputation in l'amour, probably put to most telling effect
by a nobleman of the past:
The position - ludicrous!
The pleasure - momentary!
The expense - damnable!
But how else to explain how a small island nation was so
active venturing out to obtain its advantages across the
globe while other nations preferred their beds and other
avenues of conquest?
Discuss!