Oh how I long to feel a certain lovely lass’s
body lying and writhing beneath me
to hear the sweet sounds of her
moans, signs, cries and primal screams
like the sweetest music to my ears
the sound of her musical voice urging me on
as all the while the blonde haired girl
begs for more with each and every thrust
while demanding that I not stop
driving the rock hard and throbbing lance
of my manhood deep inside her flower
the wetness of her womanhood
as my hips rise and fall ever faster
like the pistons of a high powered engine
oh yes how I long each and every night
for something that can never ever happen
Monday, October 12, 2009
Longing
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