I am Slick Fingers With spit Sliding over and Over the knobby slit. Tension swells and wet proclaims A precursor to an act so essential to the games Then deep within a rumble demands and breath expands and the pace commands Tension builds and spaces fill while mind goes still for thought is gone carried on pure passions won. Now it comes from within the swell, lips can't tell, breaths caught still, erupts the flow like dragons blow, I am, I am. I cum, I'm one. And again and again, I am, I am. I writhe indeed a spirit freed, a flood undone released my seed. The volume grows, the pace slows, the pressure wanes as breaths regained. My body numb and drenched in cum. And light and sound return, Slick fingers burn, Spit and cum, I am one. I am. |
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