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Loralei
stars are hushed, the moon is beaming
gleaming, streaming in the night
and I am thru her window, peering
peeking, peeking, is my blight.
enter in, remove my clothing
nude & fearless as a bug
stranger is as stranger does, &
danger is a mighty drug!
are you sleeping? are you dreaming
Loralei, beneath your covers?
I gently, gently move the sheets
my gaze above her beauty hovers.
hand glides lightly at her breast
exploring, with my fingertips
assault with grace her timid charms
caress her firm & torrid nips.
upon her silken mound I brush
silent, silent, in the gloom
fingers urgent at her sweetness
and rush into her petaled bloom.
my sleeping Loralei responds
a gentle rocking of her hips
and in the dark she finds her moment!
her moans are soft, her honey drips.
I rest my manhood on her lips
lower than the dirt, I am!
she draws a breath, & in it slips
she’s sucking like a babe, or lamb.
senses tortured, brain is screaming
she’s gripping, sucking, valiantly!
and I am raptured, straining, creaming
she’s found the need inside of me!
is she gagging, is she choking?
should I help or should I flee?
Loralei, smiling, smoothly swallows
smiling, sleeping, contentedly.
I take my clothes & blow a kiss
prepare to exit now, forlorn
Loralei, lovely in her sleeping…
will she remember in the morn?
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