- Erotic Poetry
- Commuter
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The Commuter
As the train rolls through the night
I think of the world pleasures and heavenly delight
And I watch the world reflected in the glass
My thoughts go quickly to your hot little ass
My thoughts evolve to walking through the door
Knowing this is the beginning of more
To the sight of your body glistening in the glow
And the juices from your pussy begin to flow
Your hands quickly grab and tear and pull
My mouth on yours and the passion so full
The boy shorts and chemise that looked so right
Are now on the floor as I pull you so tight
Your honey pot is wet and embraces my cock
Our bodies are one, our eyes interlock
The passion builds, release will soon come
Our bodies, our souls, our obsessions are one
My mouth on your breast, your hands on my butt
We attack each other like animals in the rut
You scream out my name as you lose all say
My control is gone as I have my way
We fondle and snuggle for a minute or so
Because the intensity remains and again I grow
As the train rolls through the night
And dream of your pleasures and heavenly delights
