Not a dream
Come slide into my dream, come share my bed tonight, lay your body next to mine, snuggle in real tight
Share loving whispers, let me pour poetic honey in your ear, telling you of the things I'd do if you were really here
How I'd shower you with kisses, run my hands along your skin, slide my hand between your legs, to find the wetness hid within
How I'd stroke your nipples, suck them to make them hard and tall, pull you to sit across my shaft, so I can give my all
Have you use me like a saddle, I want to be your ride, so I can feel juices run down my cock, it's nice and tight inside
Together we rise and fall, we just synchronise our pace, I'm holding on to your glorious tits, there's so much pleasure on your face
You begin to pick up the pace, you desire to cum is now a hungry need, I'm on the very edge, I want to shoot my seed
With nail dragged across my chest, the wounds welt and slightly bleed, you scream out in ecstasy as I release my seed
You slump forward over me, your pussy's filled with cream, oh how I wish you were here and this was not a dream
THE KINKY POET