__________by Sarit
I've never had a woman
Who owned a strap
Dressed in briefs, tims and baseball caps
I've always wondered how it would be
A butch, boi, stud
That could handle me.
One who'd thoroughly take full control
A slow, gentle lover
who'd treasure me like gold
Not abusive, mean nor manipulative
A woman fully secured
And equally ready for what I had to give
A woman with a muscular build
Driven by desire
Gently pressing me beyond my will
A woman synchronized to the rhythm of me
Who'd ride and
Fine tune me sexually
And with just a passionate gaze
Her tender yearning
propels me to another place
There she'd take time to discover each sensitive spot
What turns me on
What makes me hot
She'd part my quivering and
Waiting thighs
Preparing to ride me to paradise
Priming my body, eagerly to please
She'll slip it in
with the greatest of ease
Pumping madly, thrusting in and out
She makes me scream
She makes me shout
With her deeply within me,
I begin my ride
She transports me beyond satisfied
Makes me holler, scream out for more
And sexes me like
I've never been sexed before
Could she quench my hunger and thirst?
And accomplish this feat
Without any hurt?
My mind can only wonder how it would be
A free willing stud
Strappin on just for me.
I never had a woman
Who owned a strap
But maybe one day . . . perhaps . . .
