THE PLOUGH AND THE FURROW

(THE PLOUGH AND THE
FURROW.)
God so hard ,and the
pulsating of the beast ,
I slid her damp panties
down below her water
line , she groaned ,and
pleaded me to forge her
deep with my rod of
burning fire .
She was seeping in her
excitement ,
she was sinking
drowning in her juices
,the more i ate the
hunger increased ,by
this time in her gyration
i slipped  her moving to
ride the shaft of my
mutton infusion, and
then
le danse amor,
tipping ,and the leaving
,increasing and the
plunging ,thrust on
thrust probeing in her
not so secret garden,
she begs me to strive her
to  the pinnacle , breath
shallow ,hypoxia in my
seduction ,
hand on mouth she is
taken submissive
screaming ,
i pleasure  her to the
shaking and the  tremble
, then in our moist ocean
of the wet acceptance ,
she lies exhausted,and
contented in our
pleasure.