That thick, majestic rod
Was a thing of beauty
Pulsing, delicious girthiness
A stunning masterpiece
A weapon of incessant pleasure
That shook me to the core

I could follow him to the ends of the earth
Tracing every contour with my velvet hands
Breathless, possessed, and obsessed
With the feel of him against my skin
I could stroke him for days

Never ceasing, forever pleasing him
Giving him everything he needed
His top-shelf treasure was a fever
That hit me hard to the max
Left me as helpless as ever

Hot ****, I just loved everything
About his captivatingly dreamylicious manliness
I was gayer for him with every breath I took
Drenched in him to endless limits
Ruled by him in every way
Eyes stupefied, drunk, in lust
Thighs trembling, brain fried