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Framed
He likes our power shower: we share it.
He directs my position and the flow
Of water. As it pours onto my clit,
It rouses me; and he thrusts in so slow.
Cock pushes deep in cunt, and his large balls
Are caught in the wet stream; my sex is filled
By shunting, thrusting prick. He never stalls,
But takes me to the brink.
And, when he wills
Me to, I must surrender to his need.
He presses hard against me and says: "Come."
I find the calmest space, sensing his seed
Swirling around my whore hole.
His fat thumb
Twists deep into my backside. Once again,
Orgasms shudder through my loving frame.
He directs my position and the flow
Of water. As it pours onto my clit,
It rouses me; and he thrusts in so slow.
Cock pushes deep in cunt, and his large balls
Are caught in the wet stream; my sex is filled
By shunting, thrusting prick. He never stalls,
But takes me to the brink.
And, when he wills
Me to, I must surrender to his need.
He presses hard against me and says: "Come."
I find the calmest space, sensing his seed
Swirling around my whore hole.
His fat thumb
Twists deep into my backside. Once again,
Orgasms shudder through my loving frame.
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