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Loving You⁓* (eights 'n sixes)
It may be too long for some … so, grab a snack,
sit back, 'n relax with a glass of good wine. ; )
"I try my best, but cannot rest
when sultry dreams collide.
Deep calls our plight throughout each night …
such lust can't be denied.
How long will we, in misery,
endure it and prolong?"
I'm on my knees; oh, hear these pleas,
"Take us where we belong;
where hungry lips partake in sips
the bounty of our heat.
Then, feel it, too, my hands on you,
our breath in perfect beat."
I touch your face and we embrace,
so close our every part.
Your breasts to mine, your mound feels fine,
we cannot pull part.
I kiss your lips, your fingertips
find my manly bulge.
I lift your dress, I must confess
my hands you do indulge.
My belt undone we're in for fun,
my trousers hit the floor.
While stepping out there is no doubt,
your treasures I'll explore.
Sweetly designed, your peach I find ...
how wet and soft it feels.
You don't complain, I won't abstain;
goodness, how it appeals!
With care and pride, your clothes aside,
I gasp at what I see.
With hips that flare and skin so fair,
I know you're made for me.
You slowly sway to bed and lay,
pull me down next to you.
Long-side your heat we're kissing sweet,
my hands exploring, too;
and, then it seems, just like in dreams,
we touch in perfect fit.
Long my finger, it does linger ~
upon your vibrant clit;
Down with my shorts, your hand cavorts
and finds a nice surprise.
Your eyes go wide at what's inside,
at it's delightful size.
I felt your knees begin to squeeze,
when you found my treasure.
A quiv'ring thigh then caught my eye ~
your impending pleasure.
Hot thighs to thighs, our passions rise,
as does my manhood, too;
feeling your hand, its touch is grand,
enthralling through and through.
Hand 'pon your mound, soft moaning sound
inspires a pulsing beat.
Pure, primal urge, gorged deep with surge
of long, hard, throbbing meat.
As I can tell, yours craves as-well,
to fully swallow me!
Spread satin thighs, moans soft your sighs,
our souls soar high and free.
Feel your slick grip around me slip,
your panting spurs me on.
You’ve wet the head, it has turned red,
a swollen, sweet bon-bon.
You rub it in and out again,
each motion makes it bulge;
and, when its huge, in a deluge
your needs you do indulge.
Oh, god, it's hot on your g-spot,
I think we'll go insane.
The head slips in, our stars a'spin ...
I see your pleasured pain.
I’m stroking now, but then somehow
I quickly slip it out!
You're writhing full, trying to pull
it back inside and pout,
"You are a cad, I need you bad;
please, don't treat me this way."
I answer, "Dear, please have no fear."
as my tongue starts to play.
Your lips I lick, your ears a flick,
then down your ample breasts.
You say, "Oh-MY!" then, ask me why,
"I can't have all the rest?"
I'm busy, though, and let you go
on whimpering my name.
Pert tips I bite, you writhe and fight
to urge me down your frame.
I'm giving in, slowly begin
my lips kissing your rose.
Bouquet of sweets, my tongue entreats
such joy, you can't compose.
You push my face into your grace
and rock me to your groans.
Wet and aflame ~ you cry my name,
I grip your thrusting bones.
My tongue is hard, plunged avant-garde
you've never had before.
With urgent sighs, your "take me" eyes
beg softly and implore,
"Oh, Sir, don't quit licking my clit,
you’ll drive me wet and wild;
if you desist this sizzling tryst...!"
I just looked-up and smiled.
You pulled me up, my lips to sup,
and all the world took flight.
Then, you and me set soaring free,
entwined with all our might.
You're wet, I glide and slide inside,
the fit like none yet known.
Soft in my ear, "Be careful, Dear ...
you feel so largely grown."
"I hear you, Sweet; entwine my feet,
take me as you adore."
“Deep ’neath my mound … ohhh, you have found
spots no man's been before!
You feel so good, I knew you would,
take me 'now' as you will.
Slip more inside," you softly sighed ...
"smooth ⁓ slowww, how good you feel."
Kissing, you say, "You make me sway
like willows in the breeze!"
In low retort, "You are the sort
I always want to please."
You then implore, "Oh, give me more;
I yearn to feel you there!"
What can I do but answer you
that I've much more to spare.
"Ohhh, you're so tight!" yet, in despite,
you beg me, "Drive it deep!"
I shove it home, our spirits roam,
as through us pleasures sweep.
Your knees raised high, boldly you sigh,
"Ride me cowboy, ride!"
You buck, I thrust, we're bound to bust,
so hard and deep I glide.
"I never knew," I said to you,
"loving could feel so good!"
You answered back, "You fill my crack,
the way I knew you could;
I did not know I'd love it so …
just what my pussy needs.
I want to cum, to feel the thrum
as you release your seeds.
Ohhh, move it fast! I'm there at last,
let's let our rivers flow!"
"I'm with you, Babe, you so persuade,
I'm ready to let go!"
In-tune you rock on my hard cock,
your wondrous cunt is full.
Then, I shout, "Do I pull it out?"
"Fill me up, My Bull!"
You bite your lip, a bloody drip,
your nails take half my back.
I'm in the throes and heavens knows,
we're on the inside track.
Ahead's the gate, I cannot wait;
you yell, "Fill me full NOW!”
I feel your juice rush with a whoosh,
your hips become my prow.
'Mongst stars above, we pull and shove
'til all our worlds collide:
It's true, I know, but I can't slow,
still hard and deep inside.
I smile at you, you smile back, too,
I know what's coming next:
You're now on top, we cannot stop,
our muscles fully-flexed.
Your head tilts back, I see your crack
slide up and down my prick.
Your tits invite my teeth to bite,
our juice blends hot and slick.
The friction of, you up above,
as I slide in and out:
upon my pole, you’re in control,
as you climb up I shout,
"I want your heat to feel my meat,
to make us one and whole;
ohh, ride me long, make it prolong
'til we become one soul."
Each rise and fall you take my all,
once tight, now firmly-fit.
In ecstasy we're riding free,
to You I must submit.
Eyes locked-on tight with all our might,
your beauty steals my air ...
deep from within it builds again,
as I grab hold your hair.
I'm cramming full and feel your pull
to take my cum complete.
We both explode, gifting our load,
yes ~ Loving You is sweet⁓*
sit back, 'n relax with a glass of good wine. ; )
"I try my best, but cannot rest
when sultry dreams collide.
Deep calls our plight throughout each night …
such lust can't be denied.
How long will we, in misery,
endure it and prolong?"
I'm on my knees; oh, hear these pleas,
"Take us where we belong;
where hungry lips partake in sips
the bounty of our heat.
Then, feel it, too, my hands on you,
our breath in perfect beat."
I touch your face and we embrace,
so close our every part.
Your breasts to mine, your mound feels fine,
we cannot pull part.
I kiss your lips, your fingertips
find my manly bulge.
I lift your dress, I must confess
my hands you do indulge.
My belt undone we're in for fun,
my trousers hit the floor.
While stepping out there is no doubt,
your treasures I'll explore.
Sweetly designed, your peach I find ...
how wet and soft it feels.
You don't complain, I won't abstain;
goodness, how it appeals!
With care and pride, your clothes aside,
I gasp at what I see.
With hips that flare and skin so fair,
I know you're made for me.
You slowly sway to bed and lay,
pull me down next to you.
Long-side your heat we're kissing sweet,
my hands exploring, too;
and, then it seems, just like in dreams,
we touch in perfect fit.
Long my finger, it does linger ~
upon your vibrant clit;
Down with my shorts, your hand cavorts
and finds a nice surprise.
Your eyes go wide at what's inside,
at it's delightful size.
I felt your knees begin to squeeze,
when you found my treasure.
A quiv'ring thigh then caught my eye ~
your impending pleasure.
Hot thighs to thighs, our passions rise,
as does my manhood, too;
feeling your hand, its touch is grand,
enthralling through and through.
Hand 'pon your mound, soft moaning sound
inspires a pulsing beat.
Pure, primal urge, gorged deep with surge
of long, hard, throbbing meat.
As I can tell, yours craves as-well,
to fully swallow me!
Spread satin thighs, moans soft your sighs,
our souls soar high and free.
Feel your slick grip around me slip,
your panting spurs me on.
You’ve wet the head, it has turned red,
a swollen, sweet bon-bon.
You rub it in and out again,
each motion makes it bulge;
and, when its huge, in a deluge
your needs you do indulge.
Oh, god, it's hot on your g-spot,
I think we'll go insane.
The head slips in, our stars a'spin ...
I see your pleasured pain.
I’m stroking now, but then somehow
I quickly slip it out!
You're writhing full, trying to pull
it back inside and pout,
"You are a cad, I need you bad;
please, don't treat me this way."
I answer, "Dear, please have no fear."
as my tongue starts to play.
Your lips I lick, your ears a flick,
then down your ample breasts.
You say, "Oh-MY!" then, ask me why,
"I can't have all the rest?"
I'm busy, though, and let you go
on whimpering my name.
Pert tips I bite, you writhe and fight
to urge me down your frame.
I'm giving in, slowly begin
my lips kissing your rose.
Bouquet of sweets, my tongue entreats
such joy, you can't compose.
You push my face into your grace
and rock me to your groans.
Wet and aflame ~ you cry my name,
I grip your thrusting bones.
My tongue is hard, plunged avant-garde
you've never had before.
With urgent sighs, your "take me" eyes
beg softly and implore,
"Oh, Sir, don't quit licking my clit,
you’ll drive me wet and wild;
if you desist this sizzling tryst...!"
I just looked-up and smiled.
You pulled me up, my lips to sup,
and all the world took flight.
Then, you and me set soaring free,
entwined with all our might.
You're wet, I glide and slide inside,
the fit like none yet known.
Soft in my ear, "Be careful, Dear ...
you feel so largely grown."
"I hear you, Sweet; entwine my feet,
take me as you adore."
“Deep ’neath my mound … ohhh, you have found
spots no man's been before!
You feel so good, I knew you would,
take me 'now' as you will.
Slip more inside," you softly sighed ...
"smooth ⁓ slowww, how good you feel."
Kissing, you say, "You make me sway
like willows in the breeze!"
In low retort, "You are the sort
I always want to please."
You then implore, "Oh, give me more;
I yearn to feel you there!"
What can I do but answer you
that I've much more to spare.
"Ohhh, you're so tight!" yet, in despite,
you beg me, "Drive it deep!"
I shove it home, our spirits roam,
as through us pleasures sweep.
Your knees raised high, boldly you sigh,
"Ride me cowboy, ride!"
You buck, I thrust, we're bound to bust,
so hard and deep I glide.
"I never knew," I said to you,
"loving could feel so good!"
You answered back, "You fill my crack,
the way I knew you could;
I did not know I'd love it so …
just what my pussy needs.
I want to cum, to feel the thrum
as you release your seeds.
Ohhh, move it fast! I'm there at last,
let's let our rivers flow!"
"I'm with you, Babe, you so persuade,
I'm ready to let go!"
In-tune you rock on my hard cock,
your wondrous cunt is full.
Then, I shout, "Do I pull it out?"
"Fill me up, My Bull!"
You bite your lip, a bloody drip,
your nails take half my back.
I'm in the throes and heavens knows,
we're on the inside track.
Ahead's the gate, I cannot wait;
you yell, "Fill me full NOW!”
I feel your juice rush with a whoosh,
your hips become my prow.
'Mongst stars above, we pull and shove
'til all our worlds collide:
It's true, I know, but I can't slow,
still hard and deep inside.
I smile at you, you smile back, too,
I know what's coming next:
You're now on top, we cannot stop,
our muscles fully-flexed.
Your head tilts back, I see your crack
slide up and down my prick.
Your tits invite my teeth to bite,
our juice blends hot and slick.
The friction of, you up above,
as I slide in and out:
upon my pole, you’re in control,
as you climb up I shout,
"I want your heat to feel my meat,
to make us one and whole;
ohh, ride me long, make it prolong
'til we become one soul."
Each rise and fall you take my all,
once tight, now firmly-fit.
In ecstasy we're riding free,
to You I must submit.
Eyes locked-on tight with all our might,
your beauty steals my air ...
deep from within it builds again,
as I grab hold your hair.
I'm cramming full and feel your pull
to take my cum complete.
We both explode, gifting our load,
yes ~ Loving You is sweet⁓*
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