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I know what you did last night. I say it softly whispering in your ear. You stare right in front of you, thoughts away, Looking through the window out. Going back to last night, feeling overwhelmed. Girls are talking; imagine them here with you, Sweating and touching bodies alike.
I know what you did last night, As your mind wanders off. Your strong hands stroking your beautiful shaft, As it grows underneath your clothes. Carefully exposing the beauty of its enormous size, Feeling your swollen and pulsating purple head at your fingertips. There is no turning back baby.
I know what you did last night. As you slowly move your foreskin up and down. Closing your eyes, drowning in a dream. Longing to feel those walls of flesh inclosing your shaft. The warmth of her flesh all around you, emotions running wild.
I know what you did last night, As you move your hand about. Picking up speed, moving faster and faster. Imaginations running wild as the walls are contracting. You moan, feeling all your passion go with the flow. As the seeds of love are forced in the outside world. The dream is over, and you can breathe once again.
I know what you did last night. I know what you did last night. I say it softly whispering in your ear. You stare right in front of you, thoughts away, Looking through the window out. Going back to last night, feeling overwhelmed. Girls are talking; imagine them here with you, Sweating and touching bodies alike.
I know what you did last night, As your mind wanders off. Your strong hands stroking your beautiful shaft, As it grows underneath your clothes. Carefully exposing the beauty of its enormous size, Feeling your swollen and pulsating purple head at your fingertips. There is no turning back baby.
I know what you did last night. As you slowly move your foreskin up and down. Closing your eyes, drowning in a dream. Longing to feel those walls of flesh inclosing your shaft. The warmth of her flesh all around you, emotions running wild.
I know what you did last night, As you move your hand about. Picking up speed, moving faster and faster. Imaginations running wild as the walls are contracting. You moan, feeling all your passion go with the flow. As the seeds of love are forced in the outside world. The dream is over, and you can breathe once again.
I know what you did last night.
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| Montana Norman |
Posted: 2007/10/13 11:34 Updated: 2007/10/13 11:34 |
Lusty Librarian's Pet   Joined: 2007/6/11 From: Dallas Texas Posts: 815 |
 Yup!!! I've done that once or twice in my life!.... Good peom... Montana
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| ilongfortheoneilove |
Posted: 2007/6/18 13:25 Updated: 2007/6/18 13:25 |
Virgin   Joined: 2007/4/20 From: Iowa Posts: 8 |
 Sorry for dubble post! I must apologize for having dubble post this poem!
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