Monday, August 9, 2010


Bring me up to your level

So we can get down

I don’t have time to take of my hose

You can ease them off after

Your calloused working man’s hands

Puts a run all the way down the inside

Of my left thigh

Feel the heat baby

Just the way you like it

I wrap my legs around your waist

For traction

I cup my hands behind your head

Pulling your lips

Down to mine

Not soft and sensuous,

bite my lip, suck my tongue

Rut with me baby

Hold me down so we can fly


  1. Rough sex, soft poem... Very nice navy...

  2. Yea, now THATS how i likes to get down. U got me all started up here. Good read...