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The Cowboy Machine (part 2)
As I learned
to straddle the machine for the first time
the curve of my thighs
supported by soft leather straps
I felt my nipples responding
to a shower of warm licks
in a dizzy tropical storm
pattering down on me from the twins
dainty eager tongues
My nips were swollen into flame
urgent bingo cherries
that throbbed fire
as the licking became sucking
and when the biting started
(gently to begin with)
the fullness
was already connected up
to the aching shudders
rolling thunder
blindly and wildly onto
the rock of my pelvic shore
Even before the cowboy machine's
two cocks were inserted
I was moaning and complaining
like a wrecked banshee
caught washing her panties by hand
at a hooker's laundromat
If those cocks didn't get inside me soon
I would rake out my clit with my own nails
and gush all over the dials on the machine's
mysterious control panel
But the twins knew their business
and screaming the word please
(although it came out as pl-eeeee-ease)
over and over with ragged desperation
only seemed to intensify
the pleasure they both gleaned from their slow
deliberate attentions
as the sumptuous pink army
tumbled its feathers ever so slowly
south....
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/31934-the-cowboy-machine-part-1/
Published 31st Oct 2011
| Edited 18th Jul 2012
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- Edited 14th May 2018 11:51pm
31st Oct 2011 4:38pm
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31st Oct 2011 6:43pm
Steady now Jack, there may be surprising revelations to augment any stimulation you could experience when we get to part three.
My lips are naturally sealed for this moment ~ A
My lips are naturally sealed for this moment ~ A
