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Jan 2014
We couldn't help ourselves,
we'd been driving for hours
& had worked up some tension.
At the rest stop we barely did,
in a flash we were naked
& on top of the hood
I did partake
of your succulence.
We were oblivious to
the big rigs flying by
as I emptied aΒ Β steady stream
of sticky-warmth inside you.
Those truckers were'nt blind,
they were beeping their
horns from both lanes.
When I look back now,
I think we were both insane.
But I'd still do it all over again,
if you only knew.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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