National Masturbation Month

sweet southern syrup soaks through your thong
i know what you’ve been doing
you’ve teased and played and stroked your cunt
while thinking of us screwing

tits bounce and sway in metered time
your fingers set the pace
faster, faster you seem to go
as if you’re in a race

your panties pulled now to one side
your wet spot still betrays
that you can cum and cum again
mornings, nights and days

hands drenched in drizzle strong and sweet
cunt leaks her juice once more
i want to watch you writhe and squirm
as you wiggle on the floor

you know you want one more good cum
before you take a break
clit stiffens in aroused reply
while dreaming of flesh snake

your pussy squeezes tight my cock
although only in your mind
extended fingers delve your depths
buried treasures there to find

slide up and down my pole, young girl
imagine that you are
i wish that I were there with you
instead I am so far

so as I pump my own machine
you are my fantasy
i wish to be inside of you
the place my cock should be

i am so hot and horny now
i jerk and pause to think
how good we’d be together now
as in passion we would sink

spill fems' hot drink into my mouth
this is my constant want
as I would lick fine pussy then
from backside, then from front

girl-juice to quench my deepest thirst
no water nor wine could do
face buried hard between your legs
to slurp your tangy brew

my cock’s so hard, my balls so full
the tables now are turned
your mouth, your lips, your tongue so soft
you show me what you’ve learned

i am prisoner then of lust untold
you drive me to the brink
as I enjoyed your dripping cum
now you my manly drink

wild desert slut beyond compare
i watch you on your knees
you cup my balls, you lick and suck
my hungry cock you please

yea! may is masturbation month
slight substitute at best
for what I hope to share with you
to you i have confessed

my mind leads on to visions clear
of you so wild and free
I only wish that you would cum
my dick would be the key

but first I’d kiss and finger you
until you moan and scream
then with my rod I’d drive so deep
you’d cover it with cream

until that time when you may choose
to cum and play with me
we touch ourselves and hope real soon
to fulfill lust’s fantasy