My Beloved Butch

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The joys of being fucked by a butch with a strap-on.
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When you strap on your penis, it completes you.
It's plain your soul already has a cock:
it moves as a natural part of your body,
looking for a place to come.

It warms me to know it's you inside me.
When you thrust, I feel your body enveloped in mine,
just as I am enveloped in your comforting arms.
And I pray I am giving as much pleasure as I receive.

My mouth and throat hunger for you,
I want to savor your feel, your taste
and then to take you inside me to come and come again.

I'll gladly pleasure your clit and your nipples while I devour your cock,
but I know that the real you
is what's thrusting down my throat.

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