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Going Down
What is it
that drives you
into the deep dark corners
of dimly lit hotel rooms
where sultry sounds echo
through paper walls?
Penetrating sounds
that pound, pound, pound
like heavy hammers underground
as you watch me
watch me
going down…
watch me going down on him,
stroking, stroking
your little stem.
What pulls you in
when darkness falls?
He shoves it down my throat again!
Choking, choking
back the tears,
I take it all
and lick his balls
that slap against my chin,
never knowing if or when
he’ll shoot his load;
he’ll dump his load
right where you should have been.
I see you leaning in.
His dick is bigger than your own,
so much bigger!
And had you known,
would you have watched -
watched me sucking on his cock?
Has jealousy turned you into stone?
I read you like a book.
And now, my love,
his seeds are sown –
so, take a look…
The creamy icing on my face,
he left for you.
Just have a taste!
It’s foamy, salty like the sea
that keeps you swimming back to me
through crashing waves
that pound, pound, pound
like heavy hammers underground…
that drives you
into the deep dark corners
of dimly lit hotel rooms
where sultry sounds echo
through paper walls?
Penetrating sounds
that pound, pound, pound
like heavy hammers underground
as you watch me
watch me
going down…
watch me going down on him,
stroking, stroking
your little stem.
What pulls you in
when darkness falls?
He shoves it down my throat again!
Choking, choking
back the tears,
I take it all
and lick his balls
that slap against my chin,
never knowing if or when
he’ll shoot his load;
he’ll dump his load
right where you should have been.
I see you leaning in.
His dick is bigger than your own,
so much bigger!
And had you known,
would you have watched -
watched me sucking on his cock?
Has jealousy turned you into stone?
I read you like a book.
And now, my love,
his seeds are sown –
so, take a look…
The creamy icing on my face,
he left for you.
Just have a taste!
It’s foamy, salty like the sea
that keeps you swimming back to me
through crashing waves
that pound, pound, pound
like heavy hammers underground…
Published 24th Apr 2024
Author's Note
A poem about cucking my husband... don't ya want to?
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24th Apr 2024 4:21am
Only you can pull something like that and make it into a masterpiece… only you
24th Apr 2024 4:28am
Behave yourself… we’re on a public site here… people might know that I can’t say no to you …ever
26th Apr 2024 4:11am
I think you know I like to do it in public, Sam. And since you can't ever say 'no'...
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