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Borrowed "I'm in the corner watching you kiss her" from the song Dancing on My Own.
A perfect match
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Borrowed "I'm in the corner watching you kiss her" from the song Dancing on My Own.
A perfect match
You do realize that that song is now stuck in my head like a virus, scrambling my thoughts, giving my extremities these twitchy "movement things" that you humans call "dancing."Borrowed "I'm in the corner watching you kiss her" from the song Dancing on My Own.
You do realize that that song is now stuck in my head like a virus, scrambling my thoughts, giving my extremities these twitchy "movement things" that you humans call "dancing."
Pardon me as I flail my arms about and shiver rhythmically to that infective beat.
Oh, please don't encourage me, lest you want to flail and shiver with me in in some Provence B&B. I mean, great wine, beautiful weather, ecstatic sex (well, I can get better with practice ).My apologies, but if it's any comfort, I'll happily join you. No one has flail and shiver alone when I'm around.
You love dirty talk
and I'm so good at it. I make you
my little toy, dom you
six ways to Sunday, kiss me here,
touch me that way, now stop.
Get on your knees so you can lick
my pink strap on, suck it. I fuck
your eager mouth, watch your eyes close
in rapture when I lift my panty
aside and let you pass
my girl cock to lick me
to shaking ecstasy.
Who's the bitch now?
Get on all fours. Show me
what I own.
You want me regal, even haughty
when I fuck you, to tell you what a good
little whore you are, to urge you on
and watch you splatter the floor,
my good boy.
It's not my natural role,
but I love you so much
I can't refuse and it turns out
I love the game, too.
I have no patience
for detailed fantasies
or lighting candles
to romance myself
All I need is a few minutes
to recall the thickness of your voice
while you stand behind me
and the sound of your zipper
Just how dirty do you want these to be?
__________
Sex...
Sex...
It sells
It swells
It dwells
Cock...
It throbs
It swings
It bobs
Cunt...
It aches
It shines
It takes
Grab those tits and hold them tight,
Suck that dick with all your might,
Lick the skin that's in your sight,
Pump that pussy hard all night!
Roll him over on the floor,
Mount his pecker like a whore,
Make him sqeal and beg for more,
Unleash your fury with a roar!
Tie those legs up to the bed,
Slap that ass until it's red,
Stretch those lips until they're spread,
In that cunt your cock imbed!
Do it once then do it twice,
Do it with a weird device,
It feels so good like paradise,
Done again? Then do it thrice!
Cunt...
So hot
It creamed
A lot
Cock...
Is bent
Worn out
It's spent
Sex...
So good
Onslaught
Withstood
Absolute can relate -thanks for capturing it in poetryI was on top.
One hand planted on your sweaty chest
the other grinding my lust down
until it was gone, like dust.
I couldn't wait to fake it for you.
All I wanted was your cock;
and your soul,
but your love is nothing more than a fading handprint on my ass.
(sorry, got carried, and the words simply ejaculated)
steam rushes from the
... sensitive shuddering
mess…