My Old Flame

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erectus123
erectus123
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My Great Flame

No greater kindness was ever spent
Than her effort heaven sent
An afternoon in her apartment which some
Would have designated as a slum
Quite accurately I must say
Even I had fear to enter on that day
Yet in my mind the bedroom glittered
With emerald green and red slitter
Like moonbeams though drawn shades
As my heart beat in a rave
We tossed and turned in sexual lust
I didn't miss a single thrust
And when the time drew near
My cum could fill a pint or near
I came so hard, my liquid soul
Did fill her to the top she told
We lay exhausted dreaming there
Waking finally to a creaking on the stair
I rose and dressed, I bid goodbye
And yet my cock rose by and by
A full erection did I grace
Embarrassed I grew red in face
She rose quickly from the bed
Knelt beside me, no words said
Grasped my cock with ruby lips
And slowly took her kindly sips
That increased in speed until
I gasped and held her head
Her long hair till passed and fed
As she did swallow all my seed
A trace on lip signed her deed
Her tongue swooped down and hid the cream
As slowly life returned the scene
Who would not love a girl like she
After what she'd done to me?
Many a bout of joyous sex
In my lifetime have I flexed
Yet that distant October day
Even now takes my breath away

erectus123
erectus123
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erectus123erectus123over 8 years agoAuthor
thanks Mark

the truth has it's own ring

MarkGreeneMarkGreeneover 8 years ago
Great poem

Very good flow of words. Very rhthmic. I like that it was graphic yet still passionate.

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