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As close as can be
your warmth sliding under me,
a slow stirring heat
dancing up through fingers to soul,
fire stirring in my stones,
lust penetrating my bones,
my mind fallen deep into that horny hole.
deep into that hot horny hole,
my whole world in my fingertip;
in the breathy gasps of the mouth pressed to mine,
in the gasping thrashing moaning world of you.
The warm sticky wetness,
the gripping squeezing grasp,
the twisting, thrusting rising lust;
My whole world rising in pitch and bursting,
exploding into a pyrotechnic display of pleasure
and hard won satisfaction.
My lips press to you again
feel the heat of pleasure on your breath
mingled with gasps of exhaustion,
infused with satisfied spent lust
and that wonderful warmth of love.
a slow stirring heat
dancing up through fingers to soul,
fire stirring in my stones,
lust penetrating my bones,
my mind fallen deep into that horny hole.
deep into that hot horny hole,
my whole world in my fingertip;
in the breathy gasps of the mouth pressed to mine,
in the gasping thrashing moaning world of you.
The warm sticky wetness,
the gripping squeezing grasp,
the twisting, thrusting rising lust;
My whole world rising in pitch and bursting,
exploding into a pyrotechnic display of pleasure
and hard won satisfaction.
My lips press to you again
feel the heat of pleasure on your breath
mingled with gasps of exhaustion,
infused with satisfied spent lust
and that wonderful warmth of love.
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