Fucking HAM

Dedicated to a special person who needs to smile even though it is hard right now....I hope you enjoy  


 
My skin still reddened from the hot steamy shower  
He loves me this way, hair a mess, make up washed clean  
When I do not feel sexy, over him I possess a certain power  
He smiles and laughs, I’m not sure what this means  
 
The words he uses, not always so clear to me  
Such random thoughts he hides like a pearl in a clam  
He has a witty sense of humor but unbeknownst to me  
His deep voice says seriously “How much do you like HAM?”  
 
Odd question indeed especially at this time  
I was thinking maybe a little fun but he seems to be hungry  
I ponder on this thought of HAM before I give my next line  
Thinking is he serious? Or is there something I missed naively  
 
I describe the perfect HAM; it must never come from a can  
I prefer spiral cut, bone in with brown sugar glaze  
Browned to perfection…sort of like my ideal man  
His excitement is getting obvious my eyes he does amaze  
 
You see HAM is different than other meat  
It goes from narrow to large with its shape  
The taste is the perfect blend for my palate of salty then so sweet  
As I continue talking, I didn’t notice he began to undrape  
 
So lost in my thoughts of perfectly shaped and glazed HAM  
I didn’t notice the feel of his hand on my towel  
His eyes scan closely like he is studying for an exam  
As my mind catches up, my words turn to babble  
 
Lips so soft and touches so genuine  
He truly savors what he sees  
HAM slips my mind as my thoughts start to spin  
Out of control as his tongue trails my knees  
 
How did this go from HAM to foreplay?  
I ask so innocently  
He slides his HAM deep inside like he imagined this screenplay  
I gasp as the size goes from narrow to large; I feel it in my belly  
 
My descriptions of HAM so closely fit this scene  
He takes his time savoring the feeling of being inside of me  
The wave of emotions come across I am not sure what does this mean?  
A few short weeks have passed since my words he did see  
 
This is not just a fun fuck for us we have shared too much  
His HAM is making me cum but this is a sensual thing  
He caresses my tattooed arms with the gentlest touch  
It is everything I am that turns him on  
And makes this more than just a fling  
 
Once we have shared ourselves so carnal and complete  
His lips in grin as he speaks my descriptions of HAM  
“Hard As a Motherfucker” the word HAM he does repeat  
My naïve words do linger, he took me like a scam  
 
As I sleep my dreams awaken me to the thought of his large HAM  
I can’t control my urges to wake him with surprise...
Down my lips do wander glaring at him with my big blue eyes  
I’ll teach him not to trick me with his word games such as HAM  
 
Hard As a Motherfucker!  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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