Upon her knees before her lover
the Poet’s paramour
found herself one evening
ready to make good
upon the recent bet she’d lost
as his throbbing pinga
slipped between the soft curves
of her lips so very sweet
the sounds of her secret lovers
sighs, moans and cries
flowed into her ears like music
as Linda teased his shaft
eagerly with the tip of her tongue
until at last his hands
cupped the sides of Linda’s head
her secret lovers hips
began to rock back and forth
as the Poet thrust
his rock hard and pulsing shaft
in and out ever faster
of the O that twas Linda’s mouth
until at last he groaned
threw back his head and shouted
out loud in absolute victory
then panted like a dog in heat
while his secret lover
swallowed his cum so very sweet
Friday, June 26, 2009
Making Good On A Bet
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