Molly's Therapy Couch

the stuff of dreams 

 

 Thanks to all of you who contribute "stuff".

 

  "sleep – to sleep, perchance to dream"

Hamlet

 

Of what then shall we dream?

could it be dainty red bra slipping down,

or nipple erect and pointing up,  maybe

full nakedness boldly thrusting at the sun

 

Or perhaps the balance of sex and living

or of smooth buttocks from behind

showing that gap in the upper thighs

and the glimmer of her moist folds

 

snow angels through windows delight

Bernie and I watch and warm

Sinful Sunday always encourages

and fuels rock hard penis dreams