The Carnal Nature of the Beast

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The carnal nature of the beast within,

it dwells in dungeons of stone and metal.

Hidden away, it longs to be free;

To take your hardness between gentle lips;

To taste the fluids of life as they spill

over my tongue and slide down my throat.

I grow more eager as I hear the moans of pleasure

which escape your lips.

I take you deeper as you thrust your hips.

Tangle your fingers in my hair as you pull me closer.

Suck and swallow; your cock so smooth.

My tongue caresses the length of you.

My fingers tease your balls and delve the secrets of your ass.

The moans become more urgent; hoarse.

Your stiff cock pulses in my mouth

and my naked body quivers at the thought

of the warm cum flowing from your orgasmic member.

Will you pull out and bathe my face and chest in your seed?

Will you force yourself deeper so that I might take it within myself?

Either way, I will enjoy licking you clean,

tasting the salty sweat of your exertion.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 12 years ago
You've done this before

I like the word carnal its almost the opposite of romance. Is it possible to be carnal and romantic ? Even the sweetest romance often ends in a carnal act. In this you are totally carnal and encouraging a gentleman to be not a gentle man. A woman is so wonderful when shes wicked.

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