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The Arch

Her back was arched, her shoulders flat
Her ass was in the air
Her legs were spread for access
My longing tongue was licking there

Her labia were moistened
By the flowing of her cum
I was licking just for practice
From her clitoris to bum

Her hips were in rotation
As my tongue moved in her place
The results of her orgasm
Were now dripping from my face

Got on my knees between her thighs
To make the height just right
I grabbed her hips to hold her up
My cock's head left the light

My hard shaft disappearing
As it slid into her slot
She said,“Give it to me baby,
Give me every inch you've got”

Did not want to Disappoint
So I shoved it to the bone
My balls were bouncing off her ass
I could hear her scream and moan

I hesitated for a moment
Kegeled hard to make it swell
She was surprised that I could do that
And she liked it, I could tell
She squeezed her cunt in recognition
To return the ecstasy
I withdrew my hard cock slowly
To the tip for us to see

Then like the rabbit, in the hat
I made it it disappear
Not in the hole, that it had been
But in her waiting rear

Was not what she expected
I could tell so, by her gasp
One, much like Cleopatra,
When she was bitten by the asp

Her hand move to her clitoris
To have her fingers add some fun
Her sphincter tightened 'round me
More excitement for my gun

I'm sure you've heard about a tight ass
She had a death grip on my dick
It hurt us both to move it
'Cause her asshole wasn't slick

I provided the solution
As I shot my whole wad in
To provide some lubrication
To move it in and out again

Her hot cream sprayed upon my abs
As I felt her climax go
I was stroking now, to spread my cum,
In her asshole down below

Surprise, surprise, for both of us
Still hard enough to make the pass
It ended up recovering,
Moving in and out her ass

Her weight was all upon me
Her orgasms made her weak
I lowered her down to the sheets
I heard the bed springs creak

While we were proceeding
The two of us had parted
We couldn't help but laugh a bit
'Cause one of us had farted

I'm sorry if I changed the mood
As you read erotic rhyme
Could not resist reality
Farting happens all the time

Now that you're distracted, my poetic sharing friend,
I'll bring this poem you're reading, to its premature end.
Written by eightmore
Author's Note
Well, tell the truth, it has happened to you before. did you laugh or try to ignore?
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