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As I Prepared fo Sleep Last Night
As I prepared for sleep last night
I put my nightshirt o'er my head
Sheets were turned so I could enter
Her vision came to me instead
My poetic muse came into view
“There is no reason for that shirt
Remove it so you're naked
I'm here, for more, than just to flirt”
I removed my shirt and I was nude
She came more clearly into sight
Her perfect breasts were swaying
Soft music playing in the night
Her painted nails on finger tips
Spread her lower lips with haste
Her clitoris was swollen
“Come to me, and have a taste”
Was this a dream and just a fantasy?
I pinched myself and had a feel
Of the standing nipples on her breasts
I sucked upon them, they were real
I kissed along her rib cage
Back and forth from side to side
On the way I tongued her navel
I had the scent of her as guide
My hand massaged her flowing wetness
She softly hummed the present tune
My bedroom curtains open
We were lighted by the moon
Its rays fell upon our bodies
Her vulva glowed for me to dine
I kissed and licked her pussy
The taste of it was so devine
She sucked my length and licked my girth
She nibbled on my nuts
She hummed and strummed upon them
Our fingers fucked each other's butts
My cock was at attention
Thick and slightly less than six
I plunged it in her pussy
And the two began to mix
My balls were bouncing off her cheeks
As my cock base bottomed out
I leaned to kiss her luscious lips
She began to scream and shout
“Fuck me harder baby!
So you can feel my butter rum
Paint the hot walls of my pussy
With the pulsing of your cum!”
“You know I've cast my spell on you
I am not with you as we ball
Once again I am your fantasy
And it's a wet dream after all”
I put my nightshirt o'er my head
Sheets were turned so I could enter
Her vision came to me instead
My poetic muse came into view
“There is no reason for that shirt
Remove it so you're naked
I'm here, for more, than just to flirt”
I removed my shirt and I was nude
She came more clearly into sight
Her perfect breasts were swaying
Soft music playing in the night
Her painted nails on finger tips
Spread her lower lips with haste
Her clitoris was swollen
“Come to me, and have a taste”
Was this a dream and just a fantasy?
I pinched myself and had a feel
Of the standing nipples on her breasts
I sucked upon them, they were real
I kissed along her rib cage
Back and forth from side to side
On the way I tongued her navel
I had the scent of her as guide
My hand massaged her flowing wetness
She softly hummed the present tune
My bedroom curtains open
We were lighted by the moon
Its rays fell upon our bodies
Her vulva glowed for me to dine
I kissed and licked her pussy
The taste of it was so devine
She sucked my length and licked my girth
She nibbled on my nuts
She hummed and strummed upon them
Our fingers fucked each other's butts
My cock was at attention
Thick and slightly less than six
I plunged it in her pussy
And the two began to mix
My balls were bouncing off her cheeks
As my cock base bottomed out
I leaned to kiss her luscious lips
She began to scream and shout
“Fuck me harder baby!
So you can feel my butter rum
Paint the hot walls of my pussy
With the pulsing of your cum!”
“You know I've cast my spell on you
I am not with you as we ball
Once again I am your fantasy
And it's a wet dream after all”
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