Selfish reward
Feeling pulse
Rhythmic pull
Thud and ache
A simple tool
She lays so still
Pale soft and clear
A red painted lip
Finds man's one weakness
Her body firm explore
I learn
Softer still I find warmth and joy
As urges pull between soft wet glow
Grabbing hard hips laced in silk
Pulse explodes in desires thrill
Body one a thrilling Humm
I've become her favorite toy
Drips hold until water flows
Drowning sweet
Until thirst unfolds
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