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Tied Blindly
Tied Blindly
Tied blindly to your bed
You are my delight tonight
Your arms and legs are widely spread
Cannot undo the ties
My cock straight with a swelling head
Smiling as I gaze upon you
I will be gentle and kind
I shall not cause you pain
Think with flesh not your mind
Let nothing else remain
The tongue will do as inclined
Mouth to drive you insane
Sliding my flesh on yours
Mounting your waist at first
Grazing at all your contours
Each nipple well be nursed
You are being, explored
Among senses immersed
One lobe into the suction
Whispering in your ear
A kiss strong with passion
Do not feel any fear
Changing our position
My intent very clear
Now on your hands and knees
To scrutinize your ass
Each cheek I gave a firm squeeze
Then to part your crevasse
Would this cross your boundaries
That I make this trespass
Your nails follow my spine and back
To your nerve, I provoke
Oils slick into your crack
One finger there to poke
Other hand holding your mound
You will quiver with each stroke
Inside and out again
Firmly into your anus
At your touch, I harden
Your hand slides to my balls and phallus
Squeezing, coaxing my semen out
Could we remain voiceless
Tied blindly to your bed
You are my delight tonight
Your arms and legs are widely spread
Cannot undo the ties
My cock straight with a swelling head
Smiling as I gaze upon you
I will be gentle and kind
I shall not cause you pain
Think with flesh not your mind
Let nothing else remain
The tongue will do as inclined
Mouth to drive you insane
Sliding my flesh on yours
Mounting your waist at first
Grazing at all your contours
Each nipple well be nursed
You are being, explored
Among senses immersed
One lobe into the suction
Whispering in your ear
A kiss strong with passion
Do not feel any fear
Changing our position
My intent very clear
Now on your hands and knees
To scrutinize your ass
Each cheek I gave a firm squeeze
Then to part your crevasse
Would this cross your boundaries
That I make this trespass
Your nails follow my spine and back
To your nerve, I provoke
Oils slick into your crack
One finger there to poke
Other hand holding your mound
You will quiver with each stroke
Inside and out again
Firmly into your anus
At your touch, I harden
Your hand slides to my balls and phallus
Squeezing, coaxing my semen out
Could we remain voiceless
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