Thursday, December 17, 2009

Bewitching.
Hmm, you have clearly bewitched me.
From the soft waves on your chocolate head,
On past the dark pools that are your eyes.
That billion dollar smile, ooh your mouth is wild!
Your broad, chiseled chest,
And the peaks and valleys within your arms.
They all get me so drunk with lust,
The river begins to flow from between my walls.
The two pillars that make up your legs and thighs--
A runners dream,
Such power they hold; flex and release, strength and dominance.
Even your feet, an atheletes yet neat.
Special care paid to your body that can't be beat.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

eXXXplicit

To feel your head between my legs,
Feasting on the engorged bulb of my flower
Does nothin but heighten my senses
That are more than just alert.
This yearning desire, this burning need,
This consuming want, cunniligus is my weed.

The flat palate of your tounge, steady scraping the bottom
The swift motions it provides throughout my slot
As you slip and slide.
You ravage like a madman, starved for years
I know when you finish, on this pussy again you'll use to din.

No longer are you a rookie waiting to get off the bench.
You're the all star, you're on the field from the time the game starts
Until it ends.