Her nails rake cheeks,
she drew him deep.
Claw at flesh,
he makes her weak.
Hard inside,
thrusting strong,
inch by inch
slides past her thong.
Wet as a river,
soft as lace,
pushing back,
matching pace.
Thighs surround,
heels on rear,
silk on her spine
his whispers in her ear.
Writhing, frantic,
moan in pleasure,
his spent pearls
surmount her treasure.
Now push him off
and drag her in,
the girl whose lips
sup at his sin.
And when she’s sated
on salted seed,
their mouths entwine
to share the feed.
Grind together
kissing long,
as he just stands
and still looks on.
Oooooooh! I like a lot!
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I’m slowly edging back to form, not there yet but it’s coming. š
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Phahahahahaha…coming! Sorry that was a bit immature I know but I couldn’t help it š
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SJ, I knew you’d giggle.. the word was not picked at random, I thought a laugh would do you good š
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I really don’t think I should read your poetry in work. Mid way through I had to talk to a customer and completely bumbled my way through.
Stunning poetry.
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I like to think I have that effect. You are causing me to try and find more ways to make you stumble š
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Can’t wait š
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Oh my!!! Just loved it…..WOW is all I can say….thanks for that CJ!!
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You’re welcome š Still not quite back on top form but the poetry is slowly edging back.
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Dude that was awesome!
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Still trying, there’s better in me, I know it. š
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I know it too…. I love your writes
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I do so love when I have some me time in the morning and find such delicious words. Very enjoyable in deed.
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I shall endeavour to provide more š
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