DoggyStyle Gallery Vol. 2

Sometimes I get lost in thought
While you are fucking though I ought
To focus on the way I'm caught
As the pastry wrap for penile pork.

Giggles

Méli

Or to put it more poetically as I swiftly lose the plot...


Forgetting the words

I forget the words, you scrawled on paper:
But cock recreates lust's fleshly feast;
And , you have found, once nicely greased,
I mould gloriously round penile capers;

Your lustful, smudged words won't escape, Sir:
I'm ruined, repressed; the two-backed beast,
May break me on your path to conquest,
As you decide how much I'll gape...

Were
Your every vivid, thrusting demand
For penetration doggy-style,
To ensure control, as you have written,

Then
If I'm not smitten, but crushed by plans
You could your time, with guile:
So I purr again. as your sex-kitten?
 
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