A Wild Ride

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Insignia
Insignia
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I was drawn by her eloquence
Her subdued sexuality and supreme indifference.
So taken by her common sense
That always looked at consequence.
I have always played a part assured that when the curtain fell
My dreams would all remain in tact the world held under spell.
I came to her an admirer of her voice
Her lusty thoughts and sordid word choice.
She met me there
And held my gaze
Pages staring back
I took her mane in my firm hand
She shied a bit at first
I tightened my grip upon her reins
And whispered to her, "First,
You are to please yourself,
Show me how you play.
Splay you fingers cross your breast
And rub your cares away.
Feel your pleasure building
As your nipples tower on high
Feel your center melting
As a droplet meets your thigh.
Take your other palm and feel your nether lips
Pull the folds apart a bit
Then thrust forward with your hips.

I led her to a shady patch and laid her in the grass
Together we removed her clothes and I urged her to surpass,
The dullard preconceptions of two people in the throes,
I tied her to the maple tree with her cast off panty hose.
I stared at her and drank her in
My own trunk straining at the seams
I stood before her unblinking eyes
And dropped by troubling jeans.

On my knees before her I pressed her knees up to her ears
Her eyes grew only wider as she saw my lustful leers.
She made herself quite wet for me
My hard rod speared her fast
I drove in deep repeatedly
I spanked her lusciouss ass.

She came as hard as any maid could ever
Fitful bouts a curses masked by moans.
I hammered at her very core
Driven by her groans.

Pounding out a raging beat
My balls slapping her seat
Her cunt devouring my heated meat
Her bound hands now grasping her quaking feet.

I punished her pussy with my over ripe stalk
Its head plumbing depths of which few women talk
My load slowly boiling at the base of cock
I swear when I come she won't be able to walk.

My cum erupts like a pent up dam breaking
Is it me,
Is it her,
Is the whole fucking world shaking?

I suckle her tits as I finish my spray
Thick puddles flow out of her core.
She breathes deeply
And looks at me fondly and asks,
"Am I your good little whore?"

Insignia
Insignia
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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 12 years ago

toooooooooooooo loooooooooooooooong

tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
AND AS I DEPART

the age old statement, leave it on the dresser, TK U MLJ LV NV