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Dipped In The Glory
You got to my skin again
and I love you for it
Opened that gift for me
and my tongue adored it
I confess...
I couldn't help
but have you on my mind
this morning
I thought my cock
might bust
through this fabric
of these briefs
Not only the taste,
but the visual
of that lithe body
dipped in
the finest of chocolate
And the tease
of those delicious pink bits
awaiting the brush of my beard
and the tug of my lips
Always sweetened by yours
- that plush connect
of our mouths
inspiring the syrup
to flow
to get you
good and sticky inside
to accommodate
this erection
you've so expertly summoned
Taking it deep
in that talented mouth,
the entire length
sucked from base to tip
My low whimper
can't be stopped,
when at the mercy
of what you do to this cock
And once inside,
it's a whole different story
that outside world falls away
and all that really matters
is that feel
of my aching need
embedded in your glory
owning my every grunt
in the heat
of that sleeve
Oh fuck...you know
you know what you are doing
bouncing on me
in that instinctual rhythm
whispering to me
what you want me to give
oh fuck...oh yes
and I love you for it
Opened that gift for me
and my tongue adored it
I confess...
I couldn't help
but have you on my mind
this morning
I thought my cock
might bust
through this fabric
of these briefs
Not only the taste,
but the visual
of that lithe body
dipped in
the finest of chocolate
And the tease
of those delicious pink bits
awaiting the brush of my beard
and the tug of my lips
Always sweetened by yours
- that plush connect
of our mouths
inspiring the syrup
to flow
to get you
good and sticky inside
to accommodate
this erection
you've so expertly summoned
Taking it deep
in that talented mouth,
the entire length
sucked from base to tip
My low whimper
can't be stopped,
when at the mercy
of what you do to this cock
And once inside,
it's a whole different story
that outside world falls away
and all that really matters
is that feel
of my aching need
embedded in your glory
owning my every grunt
in the heat
of that sleeve
Oh fuck...you know
you know what you are doing
bouncing on me
in that instinctual rhythm
whispering to me
what you want me to give
oh fuck...oh yes
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