God how she love to tickle me
By nyjohn00
God how she love to tickle me She knows I can't control What starts out as an embrace Leaves me squirming all over the place She pokes and probes Looking for the spot That will ether make me Lift right off the floor Or curled up in a ball Laughing , laughing, out of control She laughs and giggles Oh she loves this game When she gets this look in her eyes A glimmer and a gleam Kind of devilish And imp of happiness you see God how she loves to tickle She says she loves her hands on me And even though I jump and squirm I love her hands on me as well Written January 19th, 2002 © on Jan 19 2002 02:27 PM PST, John 0 • 8
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"God how she love to tickle me..."