by JAG

Would you think me bold
if you were told
how much I wanted to fuck you?

I wanted to feel your wetness against my fingers
caress your walls
feel your juices
produce a torrential water fall

My fingers felt your cunt contract
and release,
pulsation's rocked the beast
of an orgasm that never seemed to cease

your hips gyrated in rhythm with my motions
and I watched with delight
as your pussy springed forth an ocean

Do you think me bold
now that you've been told
how much I wanted to fuck you?

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