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Rhythm....(the "Wetter" Remix)

             
           
"Work to the rhythm, live to the rhythm              
Love to the rhythm, slave to the rhythm.....”
           
             
breathy stacatto vocé            
heart beat against              
fevered body moving in            
duple/triple meter,            
six eight time.....            
             
…..her aahs, ooo's            
hisses and moans            
screaming hips and “moist” thighs            
gyrating, undulating        
echoing the profane          
       
(....you r not alone baby)      
           
hovering overhead  
thundering           
warm, wet bed          
six pack rippling, tight          
orgasmic vibrations  
love's light in flight            
copulation all night,          
     
sweet,              
swept,              
eliptical dance ,  
up and down                
so damned erotic            
taking me there,           
turning me          
around and around    
inside my pants    
I'm  
burning  
up        
 
             
Slave to the rhythm, Love to the rhythm (let me make you as moist as *Rain*....)            
             
"Long strokes stripping bare      
every inhibition",      
deeper still, her orgasmic fantasies      
building tension      
     
thrust,  
compression            
seething hot oil            
deep between the bonds            
of our tight connection            
           
balls tap loosely against            
her soft, brown round          
swinging like a pendulum            
in slow, hard motion  
accelerating           
to presto-fast            
kissing her lips,            
in four four time            
           
rapid        
aural eruptions,  
rude wet sounds            
the ferocity of each full stroke            
so deep,  
so damned deep            
stabbing her dark, plump mound,            
literally blowing my mind and my.......Oooooo            
             
….....to feel the rhythm, make love to the rhythm            
             
the erudite voyeur            
captures the crudeness of              
sexual scent            
wilderness beating            
bodies brutally, totally spent            
the bed beats against the wall  
echoes the salacious event            
resonating down            
the blue tiles of our hallowed halls            
sensual heat, ahhhh            
divinely heaven sent            
             
“Work to the rhythm, live to the rhythm              
Love to the rhythm, slave to the rhythm.....”              
             
…..Rhythm
           
             
             
           
             
             
(....inspired by "Slave To the Rhythm" by Grace Jones)            
             
             
             
           
             
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 3rd Jun 2016
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