Gotta say
I'm amazed
at your latest
craze
limbo dancing
in the nude
you even set up
a little bar in our bedroom
& practice 'til
you're damn near perfect
with consumate ease
you make it so(seem so)
effortless.
I have to bend over bacwards
& my best
is only
your worst.
Yet one inspired night
I am almost down to
your all time
record.
When you see that this
is so
& that I may actually
tie with you
you begin to tell me
(in graphic detail what)
exactly you are going to do to
my private member
which rears its ugly head
& thereyby...falls the bar.
That was a bit
below the belt
I sulk
in my magnificence.
Now you are going for
an all time low
& are just...about through
when I tell you
just exactly what I am going to do
to you
in equally graphic detail.
A listening nipple
pings up at the idea
& oops
topples the bar.
'Ahhh...hard luck! '
I chortle & chuckle.
And is my conscience stricken
pricked...even?
Naw...all's fair in love
& limbo dancing.
'Let's call it a tie! '
I smile
stroking your innner thigh
as we continue
limboing
in bed
instead.
Now this is my kind of exercise Doral! lol You had every little bit of me moving whilst reading this one, that bar needs raising! lol Well done for turning me on to Limbo, glad she turned you up and not limpo! lol Grinning at you, stretching....Tai
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Beautifully crafted, the story is quite enticing. Just continue…