(Contains scenes of a sexual nature)
Your workman hands are rough.
They contrast my soft skin.
I like my men tough,
It's my weakness, my sin.
So trail your hands up my naked torso.
Make me whimper for your touch.
And then there you'll go.
You'll squeeze, tease and clutch.
And once you're done with the pair,
Their journeys just begun...
Moving back down with gentle care.
The hard movements become more fun...
©Odd
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