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Please take me deep, melt me in love's crucible, pour my seed white hot and molten inside you, mold me to the shape that brings you pleasure, a perfect instrument to play sweet music of desire, so rich and pure the heavens shake and angels cry Please take me deep into your loving heart till fire flows through your gently trembling loins to wake your aching body to my lusty lover's call and fill your dreams with visions of carnal delights raised high to rival the celestial dance of eternity Please take me deep and never let go of me kiss me hard, and part my hungry lips with your tongue press your firm proud breasts to my face and suckle me grab hold of my hair, and guide my mouth down you to drink my fill from you till I am drunk with the divine ur honey i love to drink ur love in deep always forever only ur john

You whisper into my ear Sweet things that make me weak, Then you look into my eyes With your mysterious provocative gaze, Causing you to touch my skin To feel the burning of your flames, Caressing me with a love that is real, Then you kiss me... As I feel your wet eager lips Our hungry tongues indulging in their craving, To feel the poison... Of your blood boiling throughout your soul Sending electrify emotions Stimulating pure intoxication, As your hands flows over me; Touching every curve and every part of me... It seems I move my legs apart automatically, As you lift me on the mystical ride While my body you know I will guide, Just listen to our song Making love all night long, The flames of passion, desire and love Is taking control over us, You put your hands in my breast, As I feel a sensation so exciting, When you kiss my nipples with your eager lips Every time you do that, It gets more and more fulfilling Let me feel those sensations, As I feel you deep inside me Feeling a rage so incredible to resist, As all I want is to let go Of all this love I have in store, You got me twisting... Soaking wet, I feel you as you are pausing deep inside me And then I feel you pull out and pull back in, I moan from pure delight and ecstasy, I get the shivers, But... Is from the fire lit inside my being My body is slippery everywhere, I scream... Please, harder and harder, I call out your name... Crying out in anguished bliss A slight sigh... ''A gasp for air'' This fire is so immense So full of energy and heat, Even water could not quench This fire inside of me, Cause your love... Always will remain Burning there endlessly, Cause you make my erotic senses rise, While you take me higher and higher Than I have ever been In the mystical ride of yours, That I just can't get enough Because without you and your love, There would not be a hot sexual taste in me.

PENIS POEM A penis is a splendid thing; you ladies should be jealous. An organ with such lovely skin, it's smooth and mostly hairless. It starts to grow so quickly when a guy's about thirteen, His testicles on either side, his willy in between. It dangles neatly down below; it's softly warm and loyal. But at the slightest hint of lust, it's ready to uncoil. It seems to have a mind all of its own; it's like an untamed beast, It squirms and writhes and stretches out, just when you 'spect it least. Sometimes, yes, it misbehaves, erecting when it shouldn't. A bumpy train ride sets it off, and then I wish it wouldn't. During summer, wearing little, sunning on the beach, A glimpse of wobbly boobs or bums will make it squirm and reach. But handle it with love and care, for it will give great pleasure. I often check if it has grown - now when did I last measure? Some men will fret about their size; they give it lots of thought; Is seven inches long enough? It makes them quite distraught. They sneak a look in toilets, wondering what they'll see, But if another glances back at them, there's no way they can pee! Masturbating is a sin - at least some folks believe. That's just some old wives' tale, 'cause it really can relieve. Without this super organ, no shag would be complete. Lesbians can try their best, but must admit defeat. It has some splendid functions, I'm sure you will agree: To start a whole new life, and more than that - to pee! But what seems most amazing about my one-eyed flute, Whatever it is doing, it knows which juice to shoot. And better yet, it stays with one, until one's old and frail. Don't take it out in public though, or you'll be thrown in jail.