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Return To Form
Lasting several months,
in self-imposed exile,
with the blustery winter
quickly on the approach,
I scavenge for the warmth
of the rising mood
that begins in close quarters
our naked bodies
generating a heat
that needs to be realized
Our mouths hunger
to be delicately kissed
at first,
growing more frenzied
as we settle into
the spiking lust
that will soon overtake
all reason
and cock will be sprung
and panties removed
Our hands
accessories to the excitement
a long drawn out
Jack and Jill session
driving the lust
to almost unbearable levels
You will eventually beg for more
feeling how hard I've grown
- the return to form
seduced by the wetness
on my fingers,
and that tell-tale reality
that your pussy
couldn't be
more than ready
in self-imposed exile,
with the blustery winter
quickly on the approach,
I scavenge for the warmth
of the rising mood
that begins in close quarters
our naked bodies
generating a heat
that needs to be realized
Our mouths hunger
to be delicately kissed
at first,
growing more frenzied
as we settle into
the spiking lust
that will soon overtake
all reason
and cock will be sprung
and panties removed
Our hands
accessories to the excitement
a long drawn out
Jack and Jill session
driving the lust
to almost unbearable levels
You will eventually beg for more
feeling how hard I've grown
- the return to form
seduced by the wetness
on my fingers,
and that tell-tale reality
that your pussy
couldn't be
more than ready
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