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Hyades
Hyades
7 Followers

I know you love to give
And receive massages too
That is why this poem
Is written just for you.

I'm laying prone upon our bed
My arms are stretched above me,
Way above my head.
You light the scented candles
Strewn about our room,
They soften all the planes of face
And chase away the gloom.
The aroma of vanilla permeates the room
With mouth watering flavor
As you anoint your hands with its oil
For you and I to savor.

Did I mention we are nude
In the glow of candlelight?
Are you really ready for this special night?
You climb upon the bed and lean
To kiss my shoulder;
Then I feel your oiled hands
Upon my back get bolder.
You squeeze the flesh
Beneath your hand.
I really like this massage,
I hope you understand.

I feel you move down to my ass
Where you do get bold,
You squeeze and caress
Each plump and rounded globe.
I wait with bated breath
To feel your next touch.
You invade my ass with a finger
Because you know I like it much.
I moan and rise up toward your touch
All because I want your cock, oh so very much.

You move on down to massage my thighs.
I feel bereft of your finger
So I heave a sigh.
You move on down to my calves
To rub and squeeze them well
Then you glide your hands back up me.
I could feel that your cock had swelled.
"Did you like that, my darling?"
You whisper in my ear,
As I feel your rampant member
Poking at my rear.
"You know I do," I answer back
Wishing it wouldn't end,
Instead you only chuckle
And rub my back again.

"Roll over," you insisted,
So I rolled onto my back
You slid a finger deep inside my pussy's crack.
I moaned and arched against your hand
Wanting all that I could get.
"My God," you said.
"You've never been so wet!
I need to taste your essence,"
As you lapped at my slit.
I would never stop you
So please don't quit.
Done supping at my grotto
You remove your face
And with your rock hard cock
You do inside me place.

We buck and rock to and fro
I hold you tight so you won't go.
Just as my crest drew near
You whisper in my ear.
"My turn," you did tell me,
As your cock you did withdrawl.
You rolled onto your back,
Your arms and legs spread wide
My hungry, hungry, pussy
Still wanted you inside.

Your cock still stood proud and tall
As it quivered with desire,
It needs my loving touch
To help put out its fire.

I grab the vanilla oil
And drizzle it on your chest,
Then sitting right beside you
I massage it on your breast.
Your nipples they did harden
With each loving stroke
Then I moved my hands
Down to where your cock did poke.
I did not touch the brawny rod
Springing from your loin
I knew exactly where my hands
Were going.

They circumvented the obstacle that was there
Unclothed and oh so bare.
I squeeze and rubbed your calves and thighs
Soliciting moans from you
As they headed to the prize.
There laying in the juncture
Of your manly thighs
Were the balls that I was grabbing
As my prize.

"Oh, yes," you hiss between your teeth
As I heft them in my hands.
They are hot and full and heavy.
They were...
These gorgeous glands.
I gently squeeze and play with them
Before I suck upon their heavy weight
You lay there softly moaning
As you await your fate.
With an audible "slurp" I leave your jewels
To focus on your rod.
I suck you deep within my mouth
Which you begin to prod.

Your pre-cum oozes out its tip
That's when I taste your saltiness.
I release your cock
So I can bury it in my nest.
You know of my intention
So you raise your hips up high.
Your shaft spears deep inside me
As down my cunt did slide.
As we rode upon each other
Our spunk was running wild
Our odor filled the chamber
And mixed with the vanilla scent
When we finished we were very spent.

This massage for you my dear
Was meant to keep you near.
Next time my love
I'll let you fuck my rear.

Hyades
Hyades
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