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You make the sounds...
Satisfaction is just a word,
Love is just a game,
Won't you please step forward,
There's no need for names.
Heartbreak is for lovers,
But darling don't distress,
You won't ever gain that status,
Please continue to undress.
Tomorrow I won't be here,
Yes thats right i'll be gone,
I'll make sure your well pleasured,
How can that be wrong?
So as I now take full advantage,
And feast on your forbidden fruits,
It's clear to me you'll like it,
Just like I knew you would.
Shaking upward pressure,
The tip of my finger adds to the delight,
I'm eager for you to cum,
I don't have all night.
Moisture and warmth your close,
As I tease your supple breasts,
Knowing your close to a waterfall,
That will leave the sheets in a mess,
I withdraw my middle finger,
Releving it of duty,
For now it's my turn,
To enjoy your warmth and beauty...
Standing behind you now,
I slip inside you,
One of your legs up on the bed,
Grinding down inch by inch, Continue.
I see you creaming on me,
Your tightness knows no bounds,
I'll choose the rhythm,
You make the sounds,
As the minutes tick by,
My thrusts become more intense,
We both finish together, and we pass out on the bed,
But I can't help but thinking, Isn't it about time I left...
Love is just a game,
Won't you please step forward,
There's no need for names.
Heartbreak is for lovers,
But darling don't distress,
You won't ever gain that status,
Please continue to undress.
Tomorrow I won't be here,
Yes thats right i'll be gone,
I'll make sure your well pleasured,
How can that be wrong?
So as I now take full advantage,
And feast on your forbidden fruits,
It's clear to me you'll like it,
Just like I knew you would.
Shaking upward pressure,
The tip of my finger adds to the delight,
I'm eager for you to cum,
I don't have all night.
Moisture and warmth your close,
As I tease your supple breasts,
Knowing your close to a waterfall,
That will leave the sheets in a mess,
I withdraw my middle finger,
Releving it of duty,
For now it's my turn,
To enjoy your warmth and beauty...
Standing behind you now,
I slip inside you,
One of your legs up on the bed,
Grinding down inch by inch, Continue.
I see you creaming on me,
Your tightness knows no bounds,
I'll choose the rhythm,
You make the sounds,
As the minutes tick by,
My thrusts become more intense,
We both finish together, and we pass out on the bed,
But I can't help but thinking, Isn't it about time I left...
Published 22nd Apr 2012
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22nd Apr 2012 12:27pm
This is suchn enjoyable well writen piece. Light and fluffy on my first pass through and then such a very dark, reflective one when read again. The shallowness contained within is refreshing. Thank you so much for sharing it.
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23rd Aug 2012 1:27am
nice emotion in here! save all the excess punctuation! definatly no comma before and.
could be broken a bit to soften the flow! keep grindin
could be broken a bit to soften the flow! keep grindin
