This Time I Want.

This time I want’ One White’ and One Ebony Woman’ so I can explore the taste difference,
Can you taste the difference?
Between Margarine and Butter.
WHO WANTS TO PLAY?
The more the merrier, that’s what I say,
LADY'S ONLY!
(Sorry Son!)
Not this time,
Bloody kids!
I'm Stretched across a bed of Nails,
Ouch! that hurts in a sexy way,
Chained to a rack!
Two Women are whipping me!
One White,
&
One Black!
I can see them kissing each other,
While they are turning me on,
Why don't they come over,
&
Play on me there-loving song.
But!
They beat me with whips!
Until!
I
Scream
Please No more,
There whips leaving open wounds in which salt is pored
&
Rubbed well in,
God Save me!
God Help me!
There's no Gods in hear,
Only two Goddesses!
They say as so silent they adhere,
They turn each other on,
In front of my blue grey eyes,
With tongues licking and a double ended Vibrator,
My god set me free,
I want to fill both there slots,
I'm Boiling inside!
Ladies take my lot,
I'm tied up and helpless looking silently on,
Please may I Mistress it feels so long,
Then!
I'm allowed to lick Each pussy in turn,
As the other one Whips me,
I slowly burn!
Dark Chocolate pussy is rich and sweet,
White Chocolate is a Warriors Treat,
At last I am allowed to enter each one,
Just before I Sleep
One on my face as my cock slips in deep
They take me in turns,
I scream out in pain
This is the life!
For a Poet.
Forever locked in Chains.
BY
The Warrior Poet
Eamon John Healy

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THE NEXT ONE OR TWO WILL BE HOTTER
THESE ARE THE PRACTISE WRITES
FOR SOMETHING BETTER!
I HOPE.
SO I HOPE IT DOSE THINGS TO YOU NOW,
SWEET DREAMS
4
TONIGHT,
TO
ALL THE SEXY LADIES EVERY WHERE
By
The Lover.
The Warrior Poet
Eamon John Healy