Adams Collide

So similar, contrasts complementary
No surprise except to them,
Adam One met Adam Two with scary
Want and, coughing phlegm,
Touched himself to see if the hard dream were real.
Adam Two the same repeated feel.

The grin that spread thighs later
Was breathy, long, and growing wilder
As now this Adam then the other
Dancing lips and tongue in slider,
Hip trembling thrusts,
Breath and liquids in coming gusts.

And when Mrs. Adam One arrives to view
She quickly adds a three to two
And kneeling at her husband's side
Adds her lips to husband's slide
Awaits the neon cum to come
When Adams collide.