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Viewing
A voyeuristic vulva an erotic sight to see
A lovely apparition unclothed and seeking me
Bending over in a mirror, the reflection is for free
That female mound of pulchritude, where my penis longs to be
I love to see her naked and bent over from behind
To view that juicy peach, it's the tastiest you'll find
When I'm not there, the thought of it, still blows my fucking mind
My cock gets hard within my jeans and puts me in a bind
But I am here and she is here, I'm behind her on my knees
Her luscious mound is quivering, heat is up a few degrees.
The desire that I am feeling, very soon will be appeased
My nostrils catch the scent, of sex, if you were here you would agree
Bend over just a little more and lean against the wall
Spread your legs a little wider, the access now is small
That's better now, I see your clit, it's there and standing tall
My lips suck lightly on it, hold on or you will fall
Your juices now are flowing as I tongue you to the top
I know you really like it, 'cause you're saying, “ please don't stop”
You body moves orgasmically, this endeavor's not a flop
Your consent to me was given, for you did not call a cop
My intent was your orgasm before I moved along
Was that a high C that I heard. I'm sure you sang the song.
Now it's time to enter you with my more than ready schlong
To bury it, 'til balls hit ass, where else does it belong?
Hold on tight against the wall, with unabandonment I drive
Won't be long until I cum, for my gism to arrive
Cycling from base to tip, I feel so much alive
Who says, no satisfaction with a cock just over five?
The voyeuristic vulva looks a little different now
I feel I did a good job, maybe I should take bow
I think we both enjoyed it, we were satisfied and how!
Will be as good the next time, that is my solemn vow
A lovely apparition unclothed and seeking me
Bending over in a mirror, the reflection is for free
That female mound of pulchritude, where my penis longs to be
I love to see her naked and bent over from behind
To view that juicy peach, it's the tastiest you'll find
When I'm not there, the thought of it, still blows my fucking mind
My cock gets hard within my jeans and puts me in a bind
But I am here and she is here, I'm behind her on my knees
Her luscious mound is quivering, heat is up a few degrees.
The desire that I am feeling, very soon will be appeased
My nostrils catch the scent, of sex, if you were here you would agree
Bend over just a little more and lean against the wall
Spread your legs a little wider, the access now is small
That's better now, I see your clit, it's there and standing tall
My lips suck lightly on it, hold on or you will fall
Your juices now are flowing as I tongue you to the top
I know you really like it, 'cause you're saying, “ please don't stop”
You body moves orgasmically, this endeavor's not a flop
Your consent to me was given, for you did not call a cop
My intent was your orgasm before I moved along
Was that a high C that I heard. I'm sure you sang the song.
Now it's time to enter you with my more than ready schlong
To bury it, 'til balls hit ass, where else does it belong?
Hold on tight against the wall, with unabandonment I drive
Won't be long until I cum, for my gism to arrive
Cycling from base to tip, I feel so much alive
Who says, no satisfaction with a cock just over five?
The voyeuristic vulva looks a little different now
I feel I did a good job, maybe I should take bow
I think we both enjoyed it, we were satisfied and how!
Will be as good the next time, that is my solemn vow
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