Before
He'd chuckle before and then begin to move.
He'd dip in slow at first: she had the chance
To get used to his fitting to her groove,
Before he hastened on with his advance;
Making her want to twist her hips and wrap
Her legs around his thighs as he pressed home,
Until he stopped her movement with a slap,
So that her bottom tingled as she'd moan:
She needed his fat cock within her cunt,
Rolling beneath him, hands upon his cheeks,
Pulling him in, lost in a needy hunt,
Forcing him out, with such perplexing squeaks,
He is forced to bite down upon his knuckle
To ensure that she came before he'd chuckle.
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