Cuming Home

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You wrote and said 'I'm coming home, I've been away an age'
But when, which day, what time - I checked, it wasn't on the page...
And so I sat and read again, was something there I'd missed?
Except of course your presence here, been ages since we kissed!

But there you 'd put in black and white desires and needs you'd felt
Twas all too clearly what you wanted, to do, you plainly spelt
To meet me at the station in that long blue coat - be there
All buttoned up, all hid from sight - but mind, no underwear

Now standing on the platform, I'm the only one who knows
Beneath that long blue jacket you're not wearing any clothes
I've spent so many weeks away, the only way to ease
My need was playing while I picture you in bed and on your knees

Thinking then of your pussy while I worked hard at my crutch
May have eased the throbbing, but was not a woman's touch
Now I must make love to you at every chance I get
Makes me hard just just thinking of your pussy, warm and wet

I want to take you - in the bed, the sofa, on the floor
Tumbled over on your back and fuck you til you're sore
Til this swollen cock of mine no longer throbs and aches
Buried deep inside of you till all our needs it slakes

With tongue and fingers and my tool I'll check out every place
Your mouth, breasts, pussy and your arse, around them all I'll trace
Then all those places, one by one I'll fill them with my prick
Slowly, long and sensuous - oh no this won't be quick!

...................................................

As I read this my senses are all stirred and in a quiver
A hand strays down between my legs - juices just like a river
As I stroke and touch myself and in my mind recall
The feeling of you buried in my cunt, having a ball

My nipples hard, and so to bed, I go to play once more
But while I'm stroking clit so stiff, I hear a sound - the door!
I'm not expecting visitors, so no one should be here
So wrap a robe around myself and round the door I peer

And there you are, stood on the step, "Sorry!", you say, "no key!"
"God woman! Is there something you've been keeping warm for me??"
You say, as the robe parts and breasts and pussy are exposed
And it's but the work of seconds for you now to shed your clothes

And all the things you told me in the letter I'd just read
The sofa and the floor, and most of all, my double bed
We now put into practice, touch and kiss, teasing, sucking
All the places we have missed .... and lots and LOTS of fucking........

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