- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Ultimate Fuck
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Just as she was thinking of being his lover,
Holding him close under the cover,
Hand reaching out to fondle his balls,
Paroxysms of coughing , and so she stalls.
Renewing her efforts, she kisses his mouth,
Recoiling in distaste, the fag not yet out (h),
Horny as hell, she keeps on persisting,
Needing a fuck, though her mind is resisting.
Quenching the candle, plunged into gloom,
She opines the dark will romanticise room,
"Oooops, Sorry", she spills the handy perfume,
Another attempt to head off love's doom.
Bouncing along, senses a-quiver,
Hoping it's not hurting his liver,
Noises join in and not from his groans,
Jesus!, he's falling apart in his bones!
Reaching her peak, she abandons her worries,
He can cum later, orgasm hurries,
Her cries of delight drown out his shout,
Collapsing upon him she starts to doubt.
Musta been good for him, dead to the world,
She thinks he's as happy, arms around curled,
Hey!, wait a minute, no heartbeat to hear,
He's gone for good, the darlin old dear.
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