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Johnson Oyeniran Dec 2021
Sunday evening brought thee back
To my front door craving more than
I gave before, for thou could no longer
Ignore thine internal ever restless demand,
Kindled from the first time I flooded thy
Warm tunnel with my sweet protein, at
Thy command.
Johnson Oyeniran Dec 2021
******* to work my magic
Is all that I need to stimulate
What vast men fail to achieve.
You'll see, I guarantee. I'll be
Thine addiction; thy daily routine.
Johnson Oyeniran Dec 2021
Upon her knees, planted deep within
Their bathroom floor, hazel eyed Ebony,
Stayed mesmorized by his right hand
Caressing what she gleefully ******
And slurped upon before.
Then came a natural high, followed by
Dyeing her striking face, Milky White.
Johnson Oyeniran Nov 2021
Love will never invite a sweetheart into
My life, my place in her eyes, is to watch
Her at work on the sidelines, therfore, for a
Decent price, I sojourn to undergo a carnal but
Deep down, artificial intimate night, under the
Covers for a short time, leaving me temporarily
Gratified, then sadly broken inside.
Johnson Oyeniran Nov 2021
Yes indeed, I rub, lick, squeeze;
Spank firm cheeks, my style's doggy.

Fussy not, whichever ethnicity,
So long they scream and squirt lush

My ***** mind is quite obscene,
But who is free of ***** fantasies?

Tease me by means of stripping please.
Oh deary me, my crotch has woken to
Our naughty activity.
Johnson Oyeniran Nov 2021
All night long coated in sweat,
she cried:

''Dominate me endlessly, I'm drunk
On lust. Verily, I delight in riding
Upon thy Big  Black Stallion, I'm in
Awe of.''
Johnson Oyeniran Nov 2021
Sensual whispers from her glossy
Pink lips, slithered down my ear
Ever so faintly, but as clear as day:

''Unzip my alluring skin tight leather
Dress From my hourglass figure thristing
For an oily ****** massage ending I hope
With heavy Moans; my activation key,
For a spicy night with me.''
Johnson Oyeniran Nov 2021
Blood hastens to my mushroom tip
Everytime thy tender fingers crawl
Over my caramel skin.

Rhythm takes a hold of thee, whilst
Thy plump *****, grinds sexually upon
My lap.

Fairest Of Them All:
How I wish I could ****** simultaneously
Withn thy triple holes; I am bewitched by
Thy thick body.
Carlo C Gomez Aug 2021
abruptly waking to discover
the sempiternal daylight of herself
in a small silent village in Brussels

the sky's a cloudless blue
and she needs the sun
like children need two parents

sunglasses conceal bedroom eyes
smiles hide like inverted *******
clothed in peekaboo milieu

a highly individual creature
in an era of the exaggerated curve
she's an amnesiac

doodle-dawdling in the altogether
wrapping herself around

it's breakfast with Mr. Svengali
then unacquainted foothills
and undergrowth
in the flaring of conjugal
light and shadow

'n strum
she's got the whole wide world
in her hands

her simple slantwise silhouette
declivitous neck
inclining embonpoint
summoning him

no clock, no watch
the keeping of time
is served by rapping
her crown upon the headboard
at regular intervals

her open-tempered sighs
closing with the heaviness
of a sleepy hush

until the echoing of church bells
announce the footfalls
of tomorrow-come-looking

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