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The Dichotomy of a Fuck (pour l'homme) Pt. 2

a strange stimulus
an itch deep beneath the skin
don't know the origin
don't know how it begins
can't begin to scratch the surface
of this forbidden sin
�
yet this strange arousal
escalates the closer I get to you
you lust is such a rush
�
�..I just want to get a closer view

wrapped up in your in your embrace
hijacked by your kisses
dare not let the secret out
how you got me feeling like this......
�
�..grinding
flesh to flesh
sucking that snake
writhing down my neck
frenchin' so hard
struggling to catch my breath
�
'bout to lose all control
damn baby, can't let you know
got to keep my cool
can't give over to your control.....

�...the scent of your prickly sweat
why can't I keep my hands
off your damn breast
�
your nipples hard
my dick getting' harder
reaching for the zipper
freeing you
of your short sexy dress
fingers down inside your panties
sensual sweet vibrations, gyrations
pressing your body against the wall
sexy innuendo
your nature under duress
�
how do you want it? How does it feel?

Fingertips
stroking your swollen mound
moving those drawers over to one side
driving it in between
hands moving slowly
up and down......

my back lewdly bent
thrusting my hips
rolling it back
feeling her backbone.....slip
�
the restless feline
blows wet kisses
my root meets very little resistance
disappearing deep into the abyss
of her wet, creamy delight
the alternations
of her loose to tight
�
this train building steam
mouth to mouth
scream to scream......
�
�...death �cums� quickly
feeling the souls spirited release
in the throes of
throbbing
squeezing

this beautiful vampiress sucking the life from me
�
eyes fading to black
no more can I feel, or see
�
I'm on the other side
of this strange dichotomy,
�
(�.let's do it again)