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I Awakened
I awakened thinking of you
You had my cock between your lips
I had a raging hard on
That was tightly in my grip
My hand was slowly stroking
From the bottom to the top
Then down until it reached the start
I tried my best but could not stop
I thought, my dear, of calling you
So you could join in on the fun
Maybe have a face to face
Since I had only just begun
I thought you might be naked
Maybe lying in the bed
When you saw my hard erection
You would be waking up instead
Would each be holding to our phones
Showing each our video
Our free hands would be exploring
To bring an ending to the show
You should know I never made it
Before I brought you to the scene
Could not stop my flowing semen
Who were swimming on my screen
By the time I rinsed my cum soaked phone
My tumescence went away
Thought you should know that it had happened
That's why I wrote this poem today
Maybe we'll get lucky next time
Maybe you will make the call
And be playing with your pussy
So that I may watch it all
You can bring me to erection
Encourage me to milk my bone
We will try to cum together
With gyrations on the phone
You had my cock between your lips
I had a raging hard on
That was tightly in my grip
My hand was slowly stroking
From the bottom to the top
Then down until it reached the start
I tried my best but could not stop
I thought, my dear, of calling you
So you could join in on the fun
Maybe have a face to face
Since I had only just begun
I thought you might be naked
Maybe lying in the bed
When you saw my hard erection
You would be waking up instead
Would each be holding to our phones
Showing each our video
Our free hands would be exploring
To bring an ending to the show
You should know I never made it
Before I brought you to the scene
Could not stop my flowing semen
Who were swimming on my screen
By the time I rinsed my cum soaked phone
My tumescence went away
Thought you should know that it had happened
That's why I wrote this poem today
Maybe we'll get lucky next time
Maybe you will make the call
And be playing with your pussy
So that I may watch it all
You can bring me to erection
Encourage me to milk my bone
We will try to cum together
With gyrations on the phone
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