John White My Secret 1 : Sex Poetry

My eyes take a deep breath,

climbing up the stair way

of yours .

Lust has been ticking,

Don’t you think,

Long enough?

You must

Surrender yourself to me,

I want hurt you,

I promise to deliver

Your flesh my love

Making quiver.

I want you to shiver

Every time I am not

Sucking your lips

And your not

Unzipping

The skirt from

Around my hips.

My force shoves you

On the screaming bed

To give your toes a curl

And swallow all your unborn

Baby girls.

Take my heated palms of

A first try up against the

Massaging mystery

Of a young mans worth,

Times my woman’s worth.

Are you daring enough to

Let sweats go berserk

While bodies flirt?

Its me John baby

I been feeling you

Since day one

So,

Surrender your weakness to me

After I imprint my definition

Of I am going

To Be there for you.

To give your asthma breath

And put sexual satisfaction

Marks across give me my respect.

I am sucking the bottom of your lip,

Your returning the favor back.

Tongue traveling your Adams Apple map.

My legs spread so wide in due time

Dick will give my pussy a slap

While springs squeak

And clap.

Perhaps ,

You can let me

Bite all these buttons

Off your shirt.

And let the deepness of my

Tongue

Shh

Silence you,

To finish your

Moaning sentence.

Slurping

Your body

Left to right,

Right to left

Circling

Your detachment

From your mother.

Just

Squeeze

My hand sweet heart

Because my lips are a

Pro at not needing

No hands

To

Tug a war these

Pants out my way.

Smack

To your head

Shhhh.

Calm down on the A capella notes.

As your balls are floating arond on my saliva

Boat,

I am crucifying your thighs

When I want something

As I want you

Remember I told you

You will be mine.

I notice your flinching

The way I am sucking your knee caps

Putting mouth force behind

DAMN!

Your making me so high.

My mouth is inhaling each one of your toes

Your light

Uh huh mmm…

Yes let’s me know

Your not worried,

Because your getting served

By the best.

Our eyes meet again

So ,

Are you ready

To support my thighs,

While you enter my pussy
pouch?

OOH its in.

I am holding my lips open.

My wetness is all over you.

As I am squeezing my inner walls

Listening to your hiss.

Harder,

Stronger,

Faster,

We can be each other

Master.

Until

You pull out

And cum

All over me.

Question?

Is this all it can be

A mind masturbation game?

Are can we make

This

R

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