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When We Make Love

When we make love, it's a beautiful sight
A ball to the left and one to the right
Cock, in between, in your pussy that's tight
Your breasts are both swaying, in the glow of the light

The view that I have, is a real sight to see
You are up and above, and controlling the we
I fondle your nipples, upstanding and free
Then tickle your clit, 'til you climax for me

You settle down deep, 'til our pubis collide
The smile on your face, says you're loving the ride
You pivot your hips and you move side to side
On the length and the width, of my penis, you glide

You squeeze on me tightly, as you slowly move high
I hear heavy breathing and a satisfied sigh
My shaft is half in and it catches my eye
It's pulsing and spurting, and you're shouting, “Oh my!”

You felt I was cumming, my balls match your flow
I thrust up within you, we rock high and low
You lean back, to excite, the “G” spot we know
You milk every drop as we move to and fro
Written by eightmore
Author's Note
Men don't always have to be controlling.
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