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Juxtapositions Of Flesh And Latex............(The Passion Of Syn)

(An Intercontinental coital collaboration by Synthetic 1 and Musically Mr M )
 
 
 
"1:00 am, libations poured way past midnight  
At The grotto, sexy techno raves, the highs and lows  
Base and X, stroboscopic flashing lights  
 
Bodies hot,  
dresses tight and clingy  
Kaleidoscope madness  
Ears a ringing  
 
I don't give a damn  
All my inhibitions gone  
I see you smouldering across the room  
Short and sexy,  
black and white  
Not a hint of panties on  
pleasing sight.............  
 
Gyration be the dance of momentum  
So aware  
Undercarriage throngs  
Soaking stares  
As the haze hitting Serengeti skies  
I hope to skilfully  
Hypnotize    
 
"In silent screams  
released moans  
and groans    
transcend the intimate space
of a privy room  
where La Femme and Les Homme tingle alone......."  
 
“I went downtown
I saw Miss Brown
She had brown sugar
All over her booga-wooga
I think I might join the fun
But I had to hit and run
See I just can't settle down
In a kinky part of town …...........”

 
 
I'm your  
Prima ballerina  
Lap dancer  
Gliding  
Past your gaze  
Your proud rock  
cock fixed daze  
I slump between my knees right before your stare  
Exhibit my finest finger flits  
Slip in a fore your glare
 
Breathe in real slow  
My fingers, your fists  
Pleasures flow  
Panthers and deer dance for once in  
Unison  
I in you surround  
a predatory show
 
I slump in the sumptuousness of cool ungracious leather  
Seating to spread my wings  
Relish your momentum building pleasure  
Landing quaintly upon my “piece”
As I fiddle between my fine fleshy mounds and  
Silky smooth chemise ….......
 
 
…......amidst heady x-stacy,  
geometric shapes form before me  
right-angled triangle, prism light  
drawing dimensionally, pulling us tight
 
(I can whip that pussycat all damned night! )
 
at right angle, a hologram
hedonist yearnin'
legs agape where other angles turnin'
slender fingers massage that clitoral point  
big handed fist grip, pump and stroke  
thy massive, smokin' joint..........  
 
And we are doing it doing it  
doing it ….....sigh
Loving it loving it  
Candy fore thy  
Playing it, pulling it, tweaking  
Twang!  
Flowing showing  
Friesian cream  
Ooooooze from my she-bang  
 
Soaking your eyes  
Glimpsing your thug  
Go on Mister  
Dare you!  
Be brutal as you Tug  
Chocolate berry smiles  
Vanilla swoons smug  
Luscious desirous  
Androgynous plug …........
 
 
......viscous wet sexy alabaster fanny  
legs draped across corinthian arms  
upon the floor, moist lace panties  
 
wet, milky white cream puddled upon the floor  
hands moving ever faster, begging you.....”more”
 
Let me touch your most carnal Syn,  
here in  solitary room  
Incense candles, and wine, hotter than the flames  
of mars, burning whiter than a waning moon...........  
 
....entranced, the hypnotic music plays  

Brown eyes melt ....  
Green eyes nod  
Fill your boots  
Your hands  
My bod  
Calf muscles wrench in power filled play  
Plug me in Meister  
I'm your pleasure thing  
But just for the day  
 
Your cock bin  
Your lick sin  
Your force field  
You entering  
Prick sheild  
Nine volts of desiring  
Swooning  
Fuck me  
Feel me.....FUCK ME!!!  
 
Fullfilled
Whimsical will  
Stretch me  
I'm melting  
Gyrating  
Pulsating  
Mister hating  
Master ..... bating  
Filthy berating  
Thrust your mustang  
Power on through  
Lift me humanoid  
Upon your juicy phat screw  
Ill dooooo you  
But just for this day
Your hourly rate  
pleasure in play  
 
Tether me  
Attach me to that crystal chandelier  
Swing me smoothly  
Spread my legs  
Your tongue entering  
Out again devouring a very fine year  
Spread my cumly spirit from your  
Ear to ear  
 
Bite my arse  
Lick my cheeks as your charish tongue  
Plays hide and seek  
Delve deep to my woman like folds  
Be adventurous  
Gowarn  
Dig for gold  
Disparaging  
Degrading  
My despot  
Cock raging  
 
(.........pop goes the weasel and the weasel goes “pop”)
 
Mr. Vegas says.......
 
“Wine with it wine with it
Hot fuck with it
Wine with it wine with it
Girls flash your fingers with it
Mi seh wine with it wine with it
Hot fuck with it
Wine with it wine with it
Hot fuck................ aye, aye,aye”

 
Feeling aye-ree  
Honey squeezed  
On bended knees  
Rushing gushing  
Freeze  
Frame.....  
Meet you atop a Kilimanjaro  
Plant your seeds  
End of game.    
Time out...  
 
…...residual mountain continues to spout
 
like a fountain
It's worth?  I long stopped countin'.
 
Juxtaposition
angled end to end
One part, Music
The other part, Syn.
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 26th Mar 2013
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