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INSPIRED BY POETIC QUILL'S 'PLEASURE'
In the bedroom you turn my world upside down
as under your pink lower lips I drown
while your tongue plays upon my penile crown.
My left hand's fingers twiddle on your clit
while my right reaches to play with your tit.
Your moans tell me how much you're up for it.
Your hips and thighs around my head shaking
as my thirst, from your pussy, finds slaking.
Our humping moves have the bed a-quaking.
I can feel your head on my shaft bobbing,
sucking me greedily, my seed robbing.
Soon time for pussy to get her knobbing.
I let you go so you can move your thighs
down my body to align with my size.
I easy enter, to your receptive sighs.
I have a view of you reverse cowgirling
as down on me your passion you're hurling,
the soles of your feet face me, toes curling.
At climax, with smartphone I capture
your head hurled up and back in a rapture.
You made a wildly abandoned picture.
as under your pink lower lips I drown
while your tongue plays upon my penile crown.
My left hand's fingers twiddle on your clit
while my right reaches to play with your tit.
Your moans tell me how much you're up for it.
Your hips and thighs around my head shaking
as my thirst, from your pussy, finds slaking.
Our humping moves have the bed a-quaking.
I can feel your head on my shaft bobbing,
sucking me greedily, my seed robbing.
Soon time for pussy to get her knobbing.
I let you go so you can move your thighs
down my body to align with my size.
I easy enter, to your receptive sighs.
I have a view of you reverse cowgirling
as down on me your passion you're hurling,
the soles of your feet face me, toes curling.
At climax, with smartphone I capture
your head hurled up and back in a rapture.
You made a wildly abandoned picture.
Published 9th Jul 2022
| Edited 11th Jul 2022
Author's Note
Inspired by Poetic Quill's poem 'Pleasure' and its picture, which had me imagining the scene in another way.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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