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  Wolfie
 Moderator/Spanking Aficionado Username: Wolfie
  Post Number: 731 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Saturday, November 05, 2005 - 11:44 pm:    |  
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  I wait for you to come thru the door  As you have done each time before  And hold me close in tender arms  Enfolding my more feminine charms  A kiss or two or maybe more  I hear the voice that I adore  And all the fears I had have fled  As you lead me gently towards the bed    I miss the sparkle in your eyes  The tug that takes me by surprise  I’m suddenly across your knee  Exactly where I want to be  You run your fingers o'er my skin  Preparing me for you to begin  A sudden swat, a handprints glow  I feel the lust inside me grow    The spanks continue all around  From sit spot up to top of crown  My backside yours to tease and smack  Turning hotter pink with every whack  I beg and gasp and plead and moan  Your hand feels harder than a stone  But inside I am liquid heat  From what your doing to my seat    I want you more than I can say  Glad when we move on from spanking play  Your clothes a hurried pile on a chair  I watch you undress with hungry stare  Pressed lips to lips and chest to chest  My heart is thundering in my breast  My inhibitions have no where to hide  As you finally place yourself inside    A coming home to have you there  To feel you love me with every care  Then to lie in sleepy after glow  Until it’s time for us to go  And as we leave that empty room  I do not feel the slightest gloom  We’ve time enough to play and more  Me and the man that I adore 
   wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!    Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.    Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. 
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  Pagan
 Advanced Spanko Username: Pagan
  Post Number: 262 Registered: 05-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 07:30 am:    |  
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  Oh Wolfie...this is lovely.   | 
      
  Classylgs
 New member Username: Classylgs
  Post Number: 4 Registered: 10-2005
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 08:45 am:    |  
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  BRAVOOOOOO....AWESOME Poem Wolfie    Lynn  _________________________________________________    Behave! Or at least don't get caught. | 
      
  Ziggy
 Supreme Spanko  Username: Ziggy
  Post Number: 925 Registered: 08-2005
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 09:43 am:    |  
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  a very nice poem wolfie when caught run faster then him
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  Darwins
 Spanko Username: Darwins
  Post Number: 92 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 10:53 am:    |  
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  Well done my sweet! I recall the moment well and I must admit with a certain "stifness"   I'm a king bee baby Buzzing round your hive  we can make honey baby if you let me come inside  Come on babe lets buzzzzz a while.   (Rolling Stones)
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  Wolfie
 Moderator/Spanking Aficionado Username: Wolfie
  Post Number: 735 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 11:21 am:    |  
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  Thank you everyone, I really enjoy doing poetry when I'm in the mood.    I'm glad you liked it my love.   wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!    Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.    Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. 
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  Beachley
 Advanced Spanko Username: Beachley
  Post Number: 175 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 06, 2005 - 05:46 pm:    |  
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  Very nicely done Wolfie.  A tribute to you both.    The Spice of Life is having my OWN WAY!!  A spanking would be nice.
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  Brooke_ray
 New member Username: Brooke_ray
  Post Number: 21 Registered: 05-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 13, 2005 - 01:39 pm:    |  
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  What a wonderful poem, Wolfie!   Trinkets and Treasure    There are colors and feelings and emotional terrain that we occupy that are ours and ours alone...
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  Wolfie
 Moderator/Spanking Aficionado Username: Wolfie
  Post Number: 781 Registered: 04-2005
 
  
  | | Posted on Sunday, November 13, 2005 - 11:49 pm:    |  
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  Thank you Brooke, I'm glad you liked it.   wolfie loves Steve more than anything else in the whole world...even more than chocolate and lobster!    Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.    Perhaps they are not stars in the sky, but rather openings where our loved ones shine down to let us know they are happy. 
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