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He Says...

He says..              
ride me bitch                      
My arousel increases ten fold                  
at such words.                      
                       
He lays back and watches                      
His hands behind his head                      
His naked cock erect.                      
Layed out awaiting it's climax                      
From my wet pussy slit.                      
                       
I feel his eyes on my tits                      
as they come into view                        
soon to be coated in saliva                      
and mauled by squeezing hands.                      
                       
He says..              
Fucking hell slut hurry up                      
My nipples stand out proud
at such words.                      
                       
Quickly I climb onboard                      
No time for finess                      
I know what he likes as                      
I plunge down onto him                      
He doesn't seem to care                      
about moving as my tits                      
shake and sway violently                      
with each downward thrust                                  
Oh he's a watcher alright            
           
He says..                      
Feed me your tits bitch                      
This always sends me flooding        
at such words.      
       
I power up and down his shaft,        
And, As requested I lean over                  
and let my tits fall onto his    
face for him to play with..                      
and play he does leaving his                  
red marks, His calling cards                  
all over my breasts.                      
                       
He's reaching his peak, This      
I know when he grabs my waist      
as he always does when he's      
close and helps me to power up      
and down as his body slams up      
to meet my slamming down.                      
                       
I stay leaning over him, He                
likes to climax with his head                
buried, Muffled groans and                
climatic shouts vibrate through  
my chest as he orgasms squeezing  
my muscles as hard as I can  
around his cum shooting cock.  
as I feel his warm fluids invade  
and conquor my fertile soil  
Finally he lays back as I get  
off and go to the bathroom,  
Feeling his warm life giving juice  
leaking as I get that squishy  
wet feeling between my legs  
with every step.                      
                       
He'll be gone before I come out                      
He never stays for long
It's for the best                     
My girlfriend will be home soon.                      
she wouldn't understand
 
my secret desire..
Written by Lookawaynow (Rose)
Published | Edited 24th Mar 2013
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