Of course there's
always
the other side
of the things
we so adore.
O My Sweet Honey,
knows just what to do,
how to pleasure me
even more.
I stand tall
straight above her,
regal & rigid.
And in our naked-splendor,
she kneels in mock-reverence,
looking up bright-eyed,
I see her gorgeous tail.
It takes my breath away,
playing a god like this.
Her firm-warm magnificent-grip
begins a sensual-rhythm
as she engulfs my tip
with her raw-moistness.
Her flick of wondrous-tongue,
so gentle, so kind,
reveals to me
her true beauty,
her inner
sensual-tenderness.
O My Dear Lady,
I do crave,
this dreamy-state
she takes me to,
if she only knew.
O My Dear Love,
she is indeed
an angel from above,
her fine-motions
do save me
from any sheer folly.
I want her, I need her,
I will seed her with
my almighty love.
With heightened friction
& such lovely lips,
she takes me to nirvana.
My knees grow weak as
I grip her thick-hair,
stare lovingly
into her pretty-face
causing such hot-commotion.
And in my heated-fervor,
I shoot & shoot & shoot
do flow
my sticky-potion deep
into her wanton parted-lips,
I adorn her loveliness
with my gladness.
Having reached
our place of fiery-ecstasy,
she stands to kiss me,
softly whispers,
"Baby do you want me
to do it some more?"
And why of course,
she knows my answer.
I love to romance her,
'cause her interest in me,
all of me,
unconditionally,
is the reason
she's the one I so adore
& this stellar-act,
just one more hot-reason,
I want her so much more!
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
Of course there's
always
the other side
of the things
we so adore.
O My Sweet Honey,
knows just what to do,
how to pleasure me
even more.
I stand tall
straight above her,
regal & rigid.
And in our naked-splendor,
she kneels in mock-reverence,
looking up bright-eyed,
I see her gorgeous tail.
It takes my breath away,
playing a god like this.
Her firm-warm magnificent-grip
begins a sensual-rhythm
as she engulfs my tip
with her raw-moistness.
Her flick of wondrous-tongue,
so gentle, so kind,
reveals to me
her true beauty,
her inner
sensual-tenderness.
O My Dear Lady,
I do crave,
this dreamy-state
she takes me to,
if she only knew.
O My Dear Love,
she is indeed
an angel from above,
her fine-motions
do save me
from any sheer folly.
I want her, I need her,
I will seed her with
my almighty love.
With heightened friction
& such lovely lips,
she takes me to nirvana.
My knees grow weak as
I grip her thick-hair,
stare lovingly
into her pretty-face
causing such hot-commotion.
And in my heated-fervor,
I shoot & shoot & shoot
do flow
my sticky-potion deep
into her wanton parted-lips,
I adorn her loveliness
with my gladness.
Having reached
our place of fiery-ecstasy,
she stands to kiss me,
softly whispers,
"Baby do you want me
to do it some more?"
And why of course,
she knows my answer.
I love to romance her,
'cause her interest in me,
all of me,
unconditionally,
is the reason
she's the one I so adore
& this stellar-act,
just one more hot-reason,
I want her so much more!
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