His Orgasm

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Updated 03/17/2021
Created 12/20/2004
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"His - Orgasm"

Your orgasm for me
I can say simply….
Bombs bursting in air.
Rising up from the deepest silo's
Buried below…

Yes - but before all of that
I find you there
There - down there
In my cunt - your cock
Its doin' its strut
A Marine proud and strong
Standing straight up
Shoulders back - lookin' broad and long.
I - so so wet for you
We're already beyond the screw
Into the deep -
The deep deep yearn for you
Do that thing
That thing
Bip bee dee Bop
Plop that cock
On my clitoris head
Mad with sensation
Shivered with hungry
Want You Bliss
Play my clit
Play it like this
Blid dee dee blop
Jazzed up cock
Sliding so well just
On the outside
On my wanton wild wet
Wetted labium lips
Tip of you
Shoot the Surprise - the guy
Thrust me deep
I find to meet
And thrusting back
I'm jackin'
I'm jack in
Me off and slidin' me up
Hips bounce up
Hips pounce up
Grabbin' you
Plunging me
Suckin' you in
Full shaft plunged to Hilt
I'm on tilt
All rockets go
Bouncing bad
Hips pop
Hip hop
Full clad rod
Deep thou prod
Hips - hip hop
Rise and grab
Crescendo builds
No standin' still
Crescendo builds

I'm following you UP
You're bursting forth
I can keep up
I'm following you up
Rapid power
Cannon fodder
Bang me Baby
Bang me bad
That's the best orgasm
I eva' had
Bombs burstin' in air
I'm cuming
I'm followin' you there
I go again.....

Cuz yours its still cumin through
And it's BIG
So Big
No, I'm not scared
Hear it rumbling from deep below
I know
This is the Big One
Seismograph on tilt

Cock hard to the hilt
Jammin' me home
Ground of being shakes
Rolling waves
Raw power make
Shakin' me down
To deepest drones of
Kettle drums
The land boils
With seismic rolls
Earthquake country
The locals told
We'd be shakin' to
The deepest bones
When this one came
Undulations abound
Satiatin' bliss waves
Shock the ground.

I'm rearranged
By shear power of
Marching resonance
I am devastated
In glory of cascading waves
Of pleasure.

You hear great groans of ecstasy
That's me...
As bombs burst in air.
My god baby - that was a Big One.


Carol Anne Jan 26, 2003

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lorencinolorencinoalmost 15 years ago
Bravo!

I'm amazed that no one has commented on this tour de force until now.

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