Long,
Hard,
Engorged membrane,
Thrust slowly down the soft pink center of my feminine breach,
My womb weeps,
My swollen seams seeps,
While sharp shearing sensations rush from my sensitive womb walls, into my loins,
Each of his measured thrust, bring my body closer to the sexual satisfaction that my body crave,
That it wants,
That it needs,
It brings me closer to the feel of embellish sensations of coming inside myself
As silent moans drift into the flicker of the dim lit room,
I feel the power of his coming approaching,
The feel of his hard member girth swelling inside me,
The feel of hard urgent deep thrust, that not only push his rigid core deep inside my sex, but push my body closer to its own sexual gratification of coming
One more,
One more,
Just one more deep thrust, my mind and body scream for,
Just as his body becomes tense, then shudder with the coming of his white liquified cum releasing deep inside my sex cavern
Hot ejaculating liquid is felt pushing pass my vulva lips, while his rigid sex palpitates solidly against the softness of my pink walls, heightening the surreal sensations already swirling between my thighs, causing the coming of my release, to come profoundly inside myself
1Manview © 1999 – 2013
Oh man! You certainly made up for your absence with this Monday Moaning poem. Hawt job! ;-)
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love and sex
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Oh you're back!
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...and thanks for that sexiness. Mmm...
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Deletefrom the first few lines once I had imagined what you were leading me into it was like I am watching a movie in my head... A brother like just have to say to you keep up the good work I am looking forward to a next read.
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