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What’s in a Name

What’s in a Name ?

I lay awake
Eyes open wide
Wishing it was you
Naked at my side

My cock is getting active
Under the covers , it does stir
Oh sure , there’s a woman next to me
I was hoping you were her

Her hands lie on my leg
Then find my growing cock
My thoughts are about you and I
When we’re together, it’s so fuckin hot

She strokes my cock firmly
It’s head seeking attention
A wet pussy it hopes to find
You know it’s yours ,if I fail to mention

The sheets are pulled back
Her lips replace her hand
Her tongue begins it’s swirl
A language Everyman understands

If only I can see your eyes
Hear those words you say to me
“I’ll never say no to you Jim “
Become my real sexual fantasy

She sucks , she slurps , she spits then stops
Her hand again is all I get
“How about we fuck for once ?”
“In a minute “ she said “ I need to get wet”

She strokes my seven inch cock again
You know , the one you drained three times , the other day
Now I’m just going through the motions
Your pussy is so much warmer , I must say

She s fisting my cock up and down
My body is getting weak at the knees
I wish it was you riding my cock
Experiencing your orgasms , one , two, and 3

I’m about to explode , I’m ready to cum
I scream “Taylor , Taylor my dear !
I’m cumming !Jesus Fuck !Oh Fuckin
 God !
Take all my cum right now , right here!”

“Who is that ?” She says and stops
“What name did you just call me ?
And who the fuck is Taylor ?
Start talking before you get a unscheduled vasectomy!”

My mind is racing . Think Jim Think
What am I going to say now
Then I said “ Hey there, I’m cumming !
You must have got my words mixed up somehow .”

“Well Mr Wrong Name “ she says leaving
“You can see Miss Hey There for all I care.
I knew something was going on .
Considering we haven’t had sex in nearly a year !”

I can’t have sex with her
Her pussy is as dry as the desert sand
I couldn’t slide my dick in there , even if I squeezed all the lube from a K Y jelly can

But you realize I won’t stop fuckin you my dear
Our rondaveaus can last for days at a time
You’re the one I want to fuck
And sexually blow my body and mind

So expect a call in a week or two
Remember to bring your white bag of toys
I’ll bring a hard on that just won’t quit
We’ll have some sexual fun that we’ll equally both enjoy
Written by Ladder3937
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