Samantha

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    • Jolly
    • YEAH! Just found out I'm going to have a baby! Well, technically my wife will, but I'll be there to make inappropriate jokes!

    Samantha

    This craving within me runs so deep
    As I stare at your body while you sleep
    I want you so bad that I can barely breathe
    And I wonder if you're fucking me in your dreams
    I start, oh so slowly, by kissing your neck
    Tracing fingers down, your back and ass I caress
    You wake from your slumber, ready and refreshed
    Then moan in pleasure as my lips reach your breast
    You want it now, you want it fast
    And I can't blame you
    I tease you here, and touch you there
    Goddamn, I want you too
    I bury my finger deep within you
    Then continue on, I'm nowhere near through
    Your fingers run down, drawing bloody poems on my back
    As my tongue runs rampant, I'm on the attack
    Your pussy tastes so sweet, I know you like that
    I stop to tease your thighs and it earns me a slap
    You want it now, you want it fast
    And I can't blame you
    I kiss you here, and lick you there
    I know I NEED you too
    I use my tongue to explore all over you
    Then continue on, I'm nowhere near through
    I find my way back up, now out of breath
    Quivering in anticipation you cannibalize my neck
    You wrap your legs around me, arch your back, and part your lips
    As I thrust myself inside you explode and give in
    Coverd in sweat we writhe, a symphony of perfect unison
    Spasm's wrack your body as you come again and again
    ...and again
    I whisper "I love you my wife" and with one final thrust I've come
    Lay there cuddling I kiss you again, I'm still not done
    You want it hard, you want it nasty
    And I don't blame you
    I fuck you on top, and from behind
    Dear god I have to have you
    I bury myself deep within you
    Again and again, nowhere near through
    Cuz this right here is an all night affair
    Of slapping ass, scratching backs, and pulling hair
    This desperate pleasure that you and I share
    And when dawn emerges we'll still be there
    Panting...
    ...sweating...
    ...still making love.
    Ignore the rising sun, you and I are one.

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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