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Dark Eyes

My dark eyes draw you in, as do my lips,  
Now I've slipped from my chair; I've crawled across  
To please you with my mouth: the moment slips  
By gracefully, but it will not be lost,  
Being bounded by fingers beckoning,  
And the connection of your flesh to mine:  
Pre-cum mixed with spit is just the thing  
To base a cocktail on - a taste divine  
That will not disappear until the cock,  
Which fills my face, is ready to rejoice,  
And spurt its need, while my lips gently lock  
Themselves around your pole; then you give voice  
To satisfaction, with soft, grunted sighs,  
As soft lips draw you in (and my dark eyes).
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