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What She Said

At the gym.
On a treadmill,
At the end of the row.
Watching a movie,
As I walked,
Three miles an hour.

Bunch of giggly girls,
On the ellipticals,
Two rows in front of me.

Whispering to each other,
Laughing,
Carrying on.

Staff member,
Ask them to,
Quiet,
Calm,
Down.

A few minutes later,
They,
As a group,
Finished,
Their workout,
And,
Started toward,
The stairs,
Behind me.

As they walked,
Past me,
One turned toward me,
(The others watching),
And whispered,

"My pussy is,
So tight,
So wet,
You'd could so easy,
Slide your cock into me,
Smooth,
Deep.

I want to feel,
You slide in and out of me,
You throb inside me,
You release deep inside me.

But,
Please,
Stay inside me.

I want to squeeze your cock,
With my pussy,
Rhythmically,
Milking you,
Until you again,
Fill me,
So it spills out,
Of my pussy,
Around your cock."

She winked,
Giggled,
(The others laughed),
And continued on to the stairs.