Second Wind

With new breath comes a vital surge
Throughout my limbs, and soon the urge
To sink my cock into a cunt
Impels me to be on the hunt
For luscious vixens, old and young,
Who all shall know how well I'm hung
When to each cervix I have drilled,
And every clitoris I've thrilled,
And every G-spot I have hit,
And I've thus run through every slit.
The pulse rate of each slut shall race,
And I shall feel the rise in pace.
The rate at which we breathe shall rise,
As well, and gazing in their eyes,
I'll see arousal off the charts,
And feel its beating in our hearts.
The loud, climactic moans shall soar
Out from the mouth of every whore,
And I shall pump my final thrusts
Into her as her pussy busts
Its hot and musky juices on
My balls till every drop is gone.
This rush of breath, returned anew,
May have my throbbing dick in you,
So take it like the slut you are
And I shall treat you like a star! 🤩