Glamorous Polyamorous

The cum-filled pussy of my wife who fucks
Her other husband beckons me to spread
The warm flesh curtains of her cunt deluxe
And join her in the wide, inviting bed
Where often my own sperm has mingled with
That of her other spouse whose balls she's drained,
So she, like Gaia in the ancient myth,
May bring forth life from all the seed obtained.
The milk-white semen of her other man
Has sometimes coated my own prick, when I
Plunge it inside her to fulfill her plan
Of emptying my testes till they're dry.
And other times my own cum coats the dick
Of that man in our triad who's agreed
To pump her with his cock so full and thick
Until her womb's been flooded by his seed.
Will his sperm win? Or will mine reach the egg
Deep in her? Either way we're overjoyed
To see her belly grow, and often beg
To touch and feel that space no longer void
Of life, as yet another birth draws near.
Her milk-filled tits and pregnant glow enfold
Us all in peace and bliss and all good cheer.
I and the other husband, too, make bold
To sample from her breasts the nectar there
(Adult breastfeeders without shame we are),
And watch her squeeze and squirt into the air
That warm and sweet elixir, best by far
Among the treats that bring men soothing calm.
We lap at and we lick up every drop
Of her delicious milk which is our balm
When tension otherwise would be non-stop.
The polyamory of love we keep
Amongst ourselves since years long past we've seen
Shows that a woman's love for one is deep,
But she who can keep two men pleased is queen!