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HIS BODY, STRONG AND TAUT
His body, strong and taut,
in bed is my support,
lifting me on his thighs,
as I welcome his size.
My arms around him link
as down on him I sink,
his own press me onto
his torso - beast backs two.
His hands knead on my rump
as we begin to hump,
then one moves up to where
he does same to my pair.
Soon we have bed rocking,
bouncing breasts are knocking.
as I push shoulders back
to cut my pair some slack.
He lowers face to meet
each breast, sucking a teat,
giving teasing nibble
on erected nipple.
He plays on each with teeth,
makes an aperitif,
increasing my desire
for his pokes in my fire.
in bed is my support,
lifting me on his thighs,
as I welcome his size.
My arms around him link
as down on him I sink,
his own press me onto
his torso - beast backs two.
His hands knead on my rump
as we begin to hump,
then one moves up to where
he does same to my pair.
Soon we have bed rocking,
bouncing breasts are knocking.
as I push shoulders back
to cut my pair some slack.
He lowers face to meet
each breast, sucking a teat,
giving teasing nibble
on erected nipple.
He plays on each with teeth,
makes an aperitif,
increasing my desire
for his pokes in my fire.
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