Stretch Me Out Poem by esther brush

You make me hot when you hold me
I turn to putty so mold me with your hands
Roll me - unfold me - stretch me out
Like a limousine

So you can ride me ride in me
Glide in me so deep down inside of me

You make me feel so good I feel like royalty
You are my King with your hot rod scepter
I am your queen with the velvet receptor

With your finger on the trigger
You hit the accelerator
Speeding up slowing down
Reaching for the ejector- don't find it to soon
You lose your steel

Slow down count down slam down
Hear my squeal begging for more- heat- friction
Wanton dereliction to our sexual addiction

Steady now coming soon I'll wear your pearls
You'll have your crown

Then you'll hold me+ rock me
Smile :) with me like I was the best
And should have been the first of all
You've known.