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Going on a Trip
I'm leaving home at noon today
Will be gone a week or two
I'll be getting in the shower
Having took a glance at you
Your hand around your ample breast
And your nipple sticking out
Has brought me to erection
Of this, please have no doubt
I'll be turning on the shower
And be soaping up my dick
Imagining my hand's your cunt
That is moisturized and slick
I'll be sudsing up my length and girth
Will be cumming in your nest
And it's all because your picture
Shows your hand around your breast
Don't know why it's so exciting
Except I've always loved your tits
And to see one being held by you
Has my hard cock having fits
Wish you were here to shower with me
With your cunt around my cock
We could fuck until the water chilled
Maybe an hour on the clock
Your hands are on the front wall
I have entered from behind
My hands are holding both your breasts
Did not think that you would mind
With every stroke I pinch your nips
And feel the weight of each
Your ass is slamming on my crotch
I'm in as far as I can reach
I'll end this poem of mine for now
And I'm going to the shower
I am sure, since you're not here
It will be minutes, not an hour
Will be gone a week or two
I'll be getting in the shower
Having took a glance at you
Your hand around your ample breast
And your nipple sticking out
Has brought me to erection
Of this, please have no doubt
I'll be turning on the shower
And be soaping up my dick
Imagining my hand's your cunt
That is moisturized and slick
I'll be sudsing up my length and girth
Will be cumming in your nest
And it's all because your picture
Shows your hand around your breast
Don't know why it's so exciting
Except I've always loved your tits
And to see one being held by you
Has my hard cock having fits
Wish you were here to shower with me
With your cunt around my cock
We could fuck until the water chilled
Maybe an hour on the clock
Your hands are on the front wall
I have entered from behind
My hands are holding both your breasts
Did not think that you would mind
With every stroke I pinch your nips
And feel the weight of each
Your ass is slamming on my crotch
I'm in as far as I can reach
I'll end this poem of mine for now
And I'm going to the shower
I am sure, since you're not here
It will be minutes, not an hour
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