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Pounding It!
He was hard!
his presentation,
almost arith-matic
almost beyond comprehension
his girth, just right,
priming his pump
feeling the compression building,
sealing her pleasure,
tight, his assault.....
…..unrelenting
with “thighs wide open”
and eyes “brilliantly bright”
...this is the "real thing". There's no pretending.
steady strokes, slow to start
longer and stronger
pulsing, pounding heart
(“the train roars toward it's destination on this warm, Savannah night.....”)
her mouth starts to water
as she “deeply opens her tent”
a brutal “Beast of Burden,”
his strong back so deeply bent
burrowed in the wetness
filled with orgasmic moans
the well is overflowing
trying to drive it home
Feel the eRUptioN....💦
one can never forget the sound
of their bodies throwing down
“to the rhythm.....”
his strong, tight haunches
desperately starting to
pound.....
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