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I Know When - - -

I know when you�re about to cum,
I can feel it in your body,
Pinned,
Underneath me,
As my cock,
Drives,
Into your pussy.

Underneath my chest,
I can feel,
Your breathing,
Getting faster,
Panting,
Gasping,
Whimpering.

I can feel your nipples,
Stiffen with,
Arousal,
Against my chest.

Your hips,
Squirm,
Wriggle,
Beneath mine,
As my cock slides,
In and out of you,
Spreading you open,
Slamming deep inside.

Your toes curl,
As you wrap,
Your trembling legs,
Around mine,
Sliding them up,
Locking around,
My pelvis,
Holding our groins,
Tightly together.

You begin bucking,
Your genitals,
Against mine,
As your cunt,
Contracts,
Convulses,
Around my cock.

Your sweat covered body,
Goes rigid.

You gasp,
A groan escapes.

You flood,
My cock,
With your fluids,
Bringing my own flood,
Within the depths of your cunt.

You,
(and I)
A sighing exhale,
While the afterglow,
Of orgasmic relief,
Floods our bodies.