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Penetrating
I'm penetrating, my oh my!
Thigh to thigh and eye to eye
As I thrust, and through a sigh,
“Don't stop now!”, I hear her cry
I then strive to do my best
Her standing nipples on my chest
I'm plunging upward in her nest
To stroke her “G” spot, pass the test
Our tongues now touch between our lips
As I stroke slowly 'twixt her hips
As in and out my penis slips
“I love your cock!”, she softly quips.
“I also think your pussy's fine.
That's why I love to make it mine.
It feels so good to bump and grind
When we make love, it blows my mind!”
I feel her heat build up inside
She wraps her legs, controls the ride
From pulsing pussy, flows the tide.
A hot orgasm cannot hide.
She milks me tightly, with her snatch,
As I send out my own hot batch,
From throbbing prick, for her to catch,
While visiting her brier patch.
Thigh to thigh and eye to eye
As I thrust, and through a sigh,
“Don't stop now!”, I hear her cry
I then strive to do my best
Her standing nipples on my chest
I'm plunging upward in her nest
To stroke her “G” spot, pass the test
Our tongues now touch between our lips
As I stroke slowly 'twixt her hips
As in and out my penis slips
“I love your cock!”, she softly quips.
“I also think your pussy's fine.
That's why I love to make it mine.
It feels so good to bump and grind
When we make love, it blows my mind!”
I feel her heat build up inside
She wraps her legs, controls the ride
From pulsing pussy, flows the tide.
A hot orgasm cannot hide.
She milks me tightly, with her snatch,
As I send out my own hot batch,
From throbbing prick, for her to catch,
While visiting her brier patch.
Published 5th Sep 2021
Author's Note
You do remember brer Rabbit and the brier patch, dont you?
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5th Sep 2021 6:43pm
Like the way each verse is made to rhyme, favourite for example:
I feel her heat build up inside
She wraps her legs, controls the ride
From pulsing pussy, flows the tide.
A hot orgasm cannot hide.
I feel her heat build up inside
She wraps her legs, controls the ride
From pulsing pussy, flows the tide.
A hot orgasm cannot hide.
6th Sep 2021 8:05am
Thanks for the appreciation. I was hoping it would be okay. sounds like you liked it.
