Transparent dreamers.

Raindrops keep falling,
Down from the skies,
Transparent!
But not Invisible or Clear!
As a sheet of glass Shattered!
Into Millions of tiny fragments,
Glistening in the Sun,
Fragile Explosions!
Murdering! Insects’ as they land,
Like tiny Bombs Exploding!
Onto the ground,
And soaking into the dry Soil and Sand dryed Earth!
Bringing a greater richness to growing plants,
Giving food for micro orgasms.
So that we can grow and make love to each other,
She savour my 8½ inched cock urging it ti grow bigger,
Her dripping hot pussy is ready and waiting
Ready for me to enter inside it and bring satisfaction,
Joyce starts shaking and quivering because soon she will cumm
As inside her my body bounces,
I Enter in ans out of her wet pussy
While my balls on her ass were slapping
With one final thrust!
Then Joyce lets out a high pitched echoing scream
As I fill her wet pussy with my load's of my hot spunky cream!
We kiss and hold hands while kissing with giggles,
Then on my wife's belly I being to tickle her as she wiggles,
Eamon you’re the very best lover a woman could ever have,
And I'm married to you, and for that I'm ever so glad.
By
The Warrior Poet
Eamon John {a} Healy
Joyce's Husband & Lover
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Born in the City of Dreaming Spires,
Oxford
in
England.