June 3, 2001

  • Syb-or-Toy


    when she *purrs* I can’t hide,
    ‘stead I trip, then I slide
    as I slip deep inside of her
    mystical realm.


    tightly wrapped deep within
    her warm gorge, I begin
    to take marvelous measure
    of her hidden love treasures.


    a pleasure dome? Xanadu?
    as queen of all does she rule
    drawing me deeper towards bliss
    with every *lick*, every *kiss*.


    once begun I can’t stop
    and she takes every drop
    of my soul burning brightly,
    all repeated thrice nightly.


    when she *purrs*
    I revolve
    then dissolve
    but can’t hide.

Comments (146)

Comments are closed.

Post a Comment

Recent Posts

Categories

The End of Days

June 2001
M T W T F S S
« May   Jul »
 123
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
252627282930