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In The Present
The shop is open twenty four seven
easily feeds my sexual thirst
and when my thoughts are on you
so freely is the desire to burst
As if all the attributes aren’t enough
you tease me with the runner legs
lace up the seamed stockings
baby you going make me beg?
Physics says a body in motion stays
in motion, your movement so hot
that by the time your are in proximity
in my head I already gave all I’ve got
The hand over my throbbing rod
contemplating the ease of my entry raw
you in that short skirt of soft fabric
well aware of my pressing flaw
For no human feels as under sexed
filled with the potency of creamy seed
I fear that before we were alone
that release would suggest my greed
My saving perhaps the relative short time
needed to recharge with you in mind
if you indulge primal urges
we can hit that mutual blissful grind
Full restraint of my hunger
may not be the call for the day
but my promise is that before morning
satisfaction will be the result of our play
easily feeds my sexual thirst
and when my thoughts are on you
so freely is the desire to burst
As if all the attributes aren’t enough
you tease me with the runner legs
lace up the seamed stockings
baby you going make me beg?
Physics says a body in motion stays
in motion, your movement so hot
that by the time your are in proximity
in my head I already gave all I’ve got
The hand over my throbbing rod
contemplating the ease of my entry raw
you in that short skirt of soft fabric
well aware of my pressing flaw
For no human feels as under sexed
filled with the potency of creamy seed
I fear that before we were alone
that release would suggest my greed
My saving perhaps the relative short time
needed to recharge with you in mind
if you indulge primal urges
we can hit that mutual blissful grind
Full restraint of my hunger
may not be the call for the day
but my promise is that before morning
satisfaction will be the result of our play
Published 10th Jul 2021
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10th Jul 2021 12:30pm
This sounds like beautiful poetry in motion my King... mmm.. very much so..
10th Jul 2021 4:02pm
10th Jul 2021 7:42pm
10th Jul 2021 2:32pm
Damn,JazzManor!!
But I understand, Sometimes a rod in hand beats a poetess on the page.
That Butter Rum Diva is definitely one Hell of a magnificent, mind blowing WordSmith
But I understand, Sometimes a rod in hand beats a poetess on the page.
That Butter Rum Diva is definitely one Hell of a magnificent, mind blowing WordSmith
10th Jul 2021 4:08pm
In reflection it came to my attention that the nearest adult store rarely had it’s sign off. One could say hello in terms of business hours it was the least affected by Covid. My guess is the policy about what could be tried on in store changed.
