Bump and Grind

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Bump and Grind

"I don't see nuthin wrong
with a little bump and grind"
Every time I hear that song
Here is what comes to mind.

My beautiful prince
A poet and fighter for right
Intelligent and witty
Built hard and yes, too tight.

You see he's even more than these things
My naughty boy also enjoys cock rings.
And when he touches me there
You better know my body sings.

He likes to kiss and yes too tease
But let me tell you doing it with
This man sure does please.

Every time we go out to play
This man takes me there
And too takes my breath away.

The balmy breeze does titillate
And we find a place to
Lay out our toys and props
All the while slowly do we undress
Praying that anyone who sees us
Will not call the cops

He bends me over a near by rock
And then shows and tells me to suck his cock
I take him slowly into me, hot and wet
Licking and twirling round the head
I notice he begins to sweat

Still suck on do I
This man I want to wring dry
I cup his balls in one hand
And his ass do I clutch

Hell yes, I must do this
A fire he created inside
As he begins to thrust

Forward and back again
Pushing deep into my full lips
I love it so when he dives in.
Sucking him into this mouth so fine
We are both hot now and gettin higher

Into the role we each play
In this park during midday
A lonely man walks oh so close
I see him look at us
Indeed he does not stop
Bur, neither does he cry for a cop


He goes to a nearby bench
And sits watching me
Being taken like any
Other common wench



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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
THE OLD BUMP AND GRIND

The burley=cue=delight, TK U MLJ LV NV

OnlyByMoonlightOnlyByMoonlightover 14 years ago
Hot

Nice poem. Liked the story and meter.

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