On hands and knees

the door swings in the breeze,
and my welcome agrees,
down on my hands and knees,

not even wearing a chemise
,
submissive posture does tease,

body waiting to please,

sumptuous curves to squeeze,

such arousal the eye sees,

on plump, pink lips I tweeze,

shedding those dungarees,
your rampant manhood frees,

rough hands wanton hips seize,

into wet heat does ease,
ragged breathing does wheeze,
hard, firm stroke guarantees,
that my lust you’ll soon appease,
as you answer my pleas.

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