‘First times’ happen just once

A soft part of her body
He has in his palm
He rubs it well nicely
Burning inside but on the surface he looks calm
She’s bending on him
Swinging her head in pleasure
He knows it very well
He’s got his hands on the treasure
“What if people notice them being cozy?”
It lies there at the deserted lands of their palpitating minds
Slowly but surely they’re going crazy.

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It is their first time ever
He knows ‘First times’ never happen again
Even if there’ll be thousand repetitions
but always so precious this one will remain
He moves his fingers towards her lips
Excited and afraid, feelings are in mix
if people watch they don’t really care
Maybe this daring attitude is adding extra magic in the air
Taste of her lips feeling through his fingers, his heart whispers
“It is the most delicious thing in your hands today”
and he concurs to what his heart says.