Acting Out (Adult)
Steamy windows, sticky fingers,
nothing ventured, nothing gained,
drapes are open, quite the floor show,
naughty boy, she's got him trained.
They are primed, she strokes her body,
sweaty palms and velvet skin,
anticipation is the trigger,
ejaculation is the sin.
But is it really sin, or pleasure?
satisfaction's guaranteed
as the goal of each performer,
gratifying primal need.
At the end two kinds of fluid
spatters harmlessly in hand,
secret hunger, public promise,
perpetrators, just as planned.
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