Not at it to make you cum, just to languidly edge you.
That thought’s been again the theme, of my today’s thinking.
Sitting awash in recall of scenes, where we are sweating then showering.
Flash to the form of you under my palms.
Flash to your balls in my mouth tightening as you cum.
Flash to hugging you tightly then watching you go.
That replays past experience, while co-creating the next new ones.
The hope of the dawn as above it the sun rises.
Seems to be for me; anticipating the next,
Deep pounding you can deal with me riding.
Deep pounding you can deal with me riding.
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