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I woke up this morning, one thought on my mind
To call up my friend and put her in binds.
I'd say, "Hello Tiffany! How are you today?
Feeling sexy? Want to show me? What do you say?"
She'd answer, "Of course! I want nothing more
Then to strip naked and be your personal whore."
She'd tease me with her voice and her provocative words
And her hints of coming like the bees and the birds.
All the while I'd pant like a dog - sniffing her smell
While her words grab me, subdue me in her spell.
An hour has passed or perhaps two or three
And still her cam is off - black is all I see.
The whole time she complains about the increased moisture
That settled in her panties - as if I'd forced her.
And I stand and sit and dance and bend
And stretch and smile and strip to my end.
While she watches and smiles and laughs and puts me in poses
Causing me to harden and want to give her roses.
Five hours have passed, she's laying in bed
Her light is out, her cam is on, no sight can be had
She's getting close, I can hear it clearly
I can hear breathing hard and I want her near me.
"Come on cam, let me see you - it you won't regret
Knowing I can see you will make your cumming heaven sent!"
She agrees, says she'll get on, so I can view her bod
I'm so excited and I start touching my rod.
She suddenly comes all over my ears
Her yells subside --- gone are all fears
She lays there satisfied, calm once more
Not moving at all, even breathing is a chore.
We relax together for an hour or two
When she asks, "What can I do for you?"
I ask her again to get on for me nude
She plays for a bit stripping in the manner of the lewd
She uncovers her ass, which really should be exposed
To me all the time - it's how she should be posed
Her tank top comes down and her bra is debriefed
It's not long before her back, on the screen, is greased.

I love my girl, I want to give her a whirl
She's my everything, my whole entire world!

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AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
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On a scale of one-to-ten, I'd say I like this a 9.23495949494. This Sir, is a truly great rating as I reserve 10 for only the best things in life! In fact, I have yet to give out that rating to anything;) In other words, I am highly selective with my ratings. My time is extremely valuable and as such I don't spend my time on the riff-raff writing of some street rats. *squeak squeak* I dearly enjoyed your poem however. It sounds like you have a very real connection with it.

Well done my boi, well done.