Wednesday, December 29, 2010
You and I we make a pretty good pair.
This poem has a bonus orgasm sound so you can fantasise about having sex with me<3
Your male head to her, the willing female
Hard and wanting for her lips
Rubbed silver and swollen from your kisses,
She waits for you to enter her and for the charge,
the ecstasy, the electricity, oh!
Of the connection.
She waits, and gasps incoherently as you touch,
Bodies cold and hard against each other,
Emotion nonexistent, pleasure two-point-zerofold.
Your joining is perfection.
Like fluid poetry you move,
and, leaving a part of yourself within her,
your deed is done.
With a sigh that says nothing and everything,
she then declares
Device may now be removed safely.
Posted by Team Xialan at 11:16 PM