It Seems To Hang On.........

 
“I can't go nowhere
I can't be the same
I don't know my name
I can't understand just why.......
 
It seems to hang on..........”
 
Feelin' my presence here.....
....juxtaposed above your sexy body
Hovering somewhere above white clouds
Pounding your wet pussy heavily, so hotly
 
Feeling the heat......
Hearing your body groan
Pressure building steadily, strongly
Bringing it all on home......
 
….....to no one in the world but you.
 
Poof!
 
Why do you choose to let it all go?
Questions asked.
Answers you should already know.
Trust? Girl to you, I have never lied.
Why do you feel all the sadness and anger that you feel
so deep inside?
 
“ Like a snowball rollin' down the hill  
I look behind me, it's there still  
Ooh, like a shadow it follows...........
 
….........It seems to hang on”
 
My swollen lips
Pressed tightly against yours
The temperature is so hot
It's unlike anything I've ever felt before
 
Just like hot chocolate
I sip from your wet, creamy slit
Your pearl rears it's satin white head
Furiously, I lick that silky, sensitive, salty tip...........
 
“ Ooh, like a shadow it follows..............
…...........loose me,
................loose me,
......................loose me  
.......................….....please”

 
Cum here my pretty baby
Get lost in the comfort of daddy's big strong arms
Lay your head on my pillow
I'll keep you safe from all harm.
 
See, it's U and I 4ever
forever and 1 day
But all your damned insecurities!  
You insist on throwing us all away.
 
Memories of my first time.......
taking control of your round, sexy, virgin azz
Balls deep inside your chocolatey, brown pleasure.
Feeling your faith in me; the willingness to take that chance.
 
“69”, our magic number.
Your “yin” against my “yang”
Bodies tightly spooned together
Deep pleasures revealed again and again.
 
So..........
 
…...why so many doubts beautiful lady?
The ghost of another man from another time?
Haunting and killing every beautiful thing "we" ever dare to dream.
 
Misty eyes from the smoke of a distant fire.........
 
“I can't go nowhere
I can't be the same
I don't know my name
I can't understand why
 
It seems to hang on.........
 
….like a snow ball rolling down a hill
I look behind and it's there still.
 
So much pain and pleasure baby.........
 
........Loose me.”
 
 
Authors Note ( Inspirational credits to Nick Ashford and Valerie Simpson "It Seems To Hang On" and the E. L. James novel, "50 Shades of Grey" )