So Bad I Can Taste It

Exhausted Panting
Eyes shut tight
Or open
Hair wild as ever
Legs apart
Body unclothed

Stomach muscles clenched
Breathing irregular
Fingers entangled in fibers
Toes still
Knees weak and wobbly

Now the mind must drift
and float away
to the place only pleasure lives
and Must be answered

With the right person
and their skill
then comes the
Plead.. for ... more...

Uncontrollable breaths
eyes Rolling underneath eyelids
Spasms from your stomach
Clenching still
and aching giving way to...
the beautiful
words
I
ache
to
say
more
than
often
in multiples..
yet long for this like we long for peace
I'm cumming on your
manhood