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The Bull Ride

As my thighs grip your neck And my hands hold on tight I am a rocket sent to Blast off and leave this planet With every spin and turn I am transported out of this world... I am riding you big, and masculine, backwards And you are my bull When I ride you, you are my lover And you are mine and I own you... I show off my strength as My arms and leg muscles Hold me firmly in your lap I show my dancer's Flexability and grace As my body flows and folds With every turn and buck that you give me I predict what you will do And I ride and move my body In tandem with your bucks and thrusts I enjoy the ride And as the operator tries to throw me off Upping the speed faster and faster I SCREAM because it is scary And exciting all at the same time My head is spinning... And at the same time,2-3 minutes My arm and knuckles are swelling and in pain And then with a sign, I let go and give up

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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