Late Night Rendezvous 

The phone rings, it’s late at night,
My Man calling to wish me goodnight.
I tell him how much I love and miss him,
And that my body yearns for him too.
Gently he asks, Baby, do you want me to fuck you?
Yes, my reply, oh yes … I do!
He whispers sweet “everything’s” in my ear,
Words so sensual, words I need to hear.
I touch my body, as he instructs me to,
Tonight, our own caress will have to do.
There it is … I hear his growl, his howl of pleasure,
And I erupt, overflowing without measure!
 
So it will be night after night,
Until my Man is again at my side.