Saliva we passionately share,
As I pulled her even near...
Unholy touch;
unnecessary rush.
We became assistance,
as we eliminate all
hindrance...
Finally raw flesh to flesh;
I've never felt so refreshed.
From a defenseless hug;
down to the innocent rug...
No we need to improvise,
the sofa would be more nice.
Straight into the milkyway;
no time for foreplay.
Perfect penetration;
even without concentration.
With every Pound;
comes a sensuous sound...
Unusual flexibility and agility;
our muscles is on immunity...
Our spirit too is at liberty
enjoying a piece of divinity
as we blissfully sin.
But who cares? we can't be
seen...
Pleasure without measure;
Every second we treasure.
To-and-fro, to-and-fro,
at extreme speed we row.
Now i'm out of control...
Potential souls in the hole,
We may allow one to grow,
But for now all we know
Is... "two more rounds to go!!!
WRITTEN BY PARAMIND
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More dope rhyming poems like this from my steemit blog:
(1) Tough Times
(2) Hell of A Trip
(3) Rape
