Blaming It On the Moon - Contest
The moon was shining brightly
Hand in hand we strolled the shore
Holding each other tightly
Gently lowered me to the floor
His hands had no inhibitions
Touching more than was permitted
Sending waves of pleasure
To places I didn't know existed
Again the moon is shining
As we walk along the shore
Looking down at my bump
Smiles, cos two will soon be four.
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