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Styles Mar 2020
Freshly ******
and fiercely tired
trying to catch a breath
laying their naked
dripping wet
patiently waiting
he isn't finished yet
so she's as done
as done gets
a smile painted on her face
on all fours
she knows her place
the pleasure is hers
it's written all over his face
she isn't done until he is finished
together they bring each other to a better space
ladies *** first, gentlemen after
regardless of who sets the pace
when its done it's done
leaving us face to face
Styles Mar 2020
Picturing her riding
As she is straddled there
On top of him, eagerly,
Grinding with greed
Against him with need
Pleasing herself
With his thickness
Between her thighs
Pleasuring himself
The satisfaction in her eyes
Styles Feb 2020
Sum
when I mount you
we will amount to
the sum of each other
all of our accounts due
Styles Feb 2020
Roses can be read
Violets can be too
you give me head
and I will go down on you
or we can switch it up instead
and we can do what lovers love to do
series 2:3
Styles Feb 2020
Roses are red
Violets are blue
people come and go
but, if I came
I would *** inside of you
Series 1:3
Styles Feb 2020
Your taste
stains my tongue
with lust.
Styles Jan 2020
A good girl
That likes to sin
Kneeling with a grin
His finger on her chin
With hands clasped
Behind her neck
Arched back
Head slightly tilted
Feet apart
No slack
Knees spread wide
elbows aligned
With her shoulder line
Red collar
Silver lining
chained linked leash
Tight grip short reach
The pressure enticing
Her body writhing
His body coinciding
Like a tight fit outfit
Mid-cut tye-dye tee-shirt  
With matching
******* g-string so tight
They look like they don’t fit
And it’s the dopest
The moment feeling like
Hocus Pocus
Silky smooth skin
******* Satin thin
Slippery fingers
Sliding in
Hips gyrating
Her space
Penetrated
By him
Fingers Saturated
The way she moaning
You would think she is
Singing a hymn
Marcus Collins Dec 2019
Did you feel me near you precious girl? Did you feel my hand on your tummy, pulling your little body close to mine? Did you feel my breath on your neck as I whispered in your ear? Did you ***? Did your body shake? Did your mind quake when you thought of me? Did I caress you tenderly, or did I take you roughly? Was my hand on your throat applying gentle pressure, reminding you that I own you. Your body, your mind, and yes even your soul, that place deep within you that you think of as dark, and broken, and wrong. That is where I truly know you, that is the beauty within that you do not see. You are my pet, my child, my love. Know that I hold you in my thoughts and caress you with my mind. For lways and forever baby girl you belong to me.
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