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Properly Returned

I see you've returned wet for me.

I've been pacing the room
wondering (perhaps fantasizing)
about what transpired this evening

I always enjoy sending you out with the girls,
because there is no predicting
where such adventures will lead

There is no doubt in this mind,
that you drew some attention

I saw how you looked when you left
and there are benefits
if I give my blessing to play

I can just imagine
the usual tricks
the boys played
to get a little closer
to the mesmerizing radiance
of that assured energy

Or how the sight of you
inspires the other girls
to drench themselves
in the possibilities
that are within their reach

You've been on that dance floor,
the young stallions congregating
to get a whiff, perhaps a taste

That bold one,
slides up behind you
and his hand follows the smooth
of dress and glides between your legs

Another slow dances with you,
and you covertly harden him,
your hand masterfully massaging
his endowment while paired
under the faint light

You can see it is also
turning your posse on,
and you share a sensual dance
with one or two of them

So much can happen on nights like these,
the practice of flirtation and teasing
a necessary exercise to keep focused
on the ultimate goal

You push it to the point,
where you've been edged all night,
and slide a few drinks into the mix
and that sweet possession takes over

And that's where I come in,
nursing an erection
by my own inventive imaginings

You return with the energy
ready to press against the mood
of our individual efforts

I slide the dress up,
and the evidence is there,
your panties still damp
from all the exterior excitement

Of course, I have to taste,
but not before gliding my finger
along the fabric
and that calling cleft

I drop to my knees
to immerse myself in the heat
licking you into a delirium
that prompts you to want more

You start telling me what you could have done,
while freeing my cock
that points right at you

There is no mistaking the target,
as i turn you around
and lodge myself
into the pink, incited splendor

I hear my name on entry
which provokes me to push deeper
into the sensation of these arousals

You now know that you've been a good girl,
my impact rewarding you in each plunge
for the sacrifice of keeping that pussy
attuned for such occasions

And given the frequency of each yelp
that you can't contain,
I won't be too surprised
if your ass begs for the same treatment.

Written by Tenderloin
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