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WILL I DIE?

In uncontrolled lust
They nakedly thrust....
When climax was nigh,
She called: "WILL I DIE?"
He said, "You will live,
Dear". She came forthwith.
Vagina contracts,
His manhood reacts;
From erupted spout
His seed all came out,
Mingling in the juice
Orgasms produce.
She flopped, as if dead,
her back on the bed.

Regaining her breath,
Said, "That's a GREAT F!
The way you perform
Has not been my norm.
You've shown me a way
Not known in the hay
With others before
You in days of yore!"

In afterglow's bask,
He'd no need to ask,
"How far had you gone
Ere you me THIS one?"
Content he could rest;
It was his conquest,
Fulfilled obsession,
Obtained possession
For thrusting tycoon.
It came not too soon.
Written by Solomon_Song
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