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The Sweet Moment of Joy
You look so desirable kneeling there,
Thighs opened on the tousled bedsheets
And sliding your cool pleasure wand of glass
Deep between the hot walls of your flower,
That heavenly place where men lose their souls,
Spending their seed in abandoned delight,
Willing captives of lustful delight.
The sight of your moist spread lips
Clinging to the shaft of your invader
As it dives into the heart of your moistness,
Incites a quickening of my desire,
The shaft of my manhood hard and throbbing,
While I match the rhythm of your thrusting
With urgent strokes of my gliding fingers,
Every caress sending exquisite sweetness
Through my intoxicated nakedness.
Oh sweet temptress, sharing your arousal
With countless devotees of lust,
What do you imagine as you approach
The pinnacle of carnal ecstasy
Waves of rapture breaking upon your flesh?
Is is the memory of your lover
Penetrating the heart of your desire,
Or like me, are you just a helpless slave
Trapped on the wheel of self debauchery,
Endlessly seeking that moment of joy
That lasts for just a few piercing seconds
Before the ineffable orgasmic bliss
Recedes like the tide, leaving only regret
That this taste of paradise cannot last?
Thighs opened on the tousled bedsheets
And sliding your cool pleasure wand of glass
Deep between the hot walls of your flower,
That heavenly place where men lose their souls,
Spending their seed in abandoned delight,
Willing captives of lustful delight.
The sight of your moist spread lips
Clinging to the shaft of your invader
As it dives into the heart of your moistness,
Incites a quickening of my desire,
The shaft of my manhood hard and throbbing,
While I match the rhythm of your thrusting
With urgent strokes of my gliding fingers,
Every caress sending exquisite sweetness
Through my intoxicated nakedness.
Oh sweet temptress, sharing your arousal
With countless devotees of lust,
What do you imagine as you approach
The pinnacle of carnal ecstasy
Waves of rapture breaking upon your flesh?
Is is the memory of your lover
Penetrating the heart of your desire,
Or like me, are you just a helpless slave
Trapped on the wheel of self debauchery,
Endlessly seeking that moment of joy
That lasts for just a few piercing seconds
Before the ineffable orgasmic bliss
Recedes like the tide, leaving only regret
That this taste of paradise cannot last?
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