Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

THE MOMENT

She does not want any words at this time
all her ears beg for is sounds that can't be share to the public
No words
clothes being ripped off
as hard kissing smothers breathing mouths
to exhale heavy through noses
crawling up to my waist pending me against the chair
it's no mystery how kissing can turn a mild scenario steamy
she was the giver tonight
no hands may touch her body
this is theft in progress
I was the victim
not saying she works for Nascar
but she was able to change us from
being clothed to stark naked nude in record minutes
we usually play protection like a offensive lines to a quarter back
but her hand,
guided my stand
and insertion was made through slippery slivers at her entrance
the tip made her moan
3 in made her lips smack in wetness
the other five made her bite completely down in skin
she held me right there
absorbing me from inside with the muscle clamping
me responding back in hellos with stem throbbing
her eyes look down on mine
and they burned right through me
she fuck me many times through a blink
as her ride begins
she push my forehead back like Pastor healing the ill
my legs at spread, her legs wrapped around the chair
she mad it painful on purpose
called me all kinds of you MF's Oh Gods, Dayum that D**k
but never once saying my name
I was s stranger she knew from sexing
her liquids disbursing in masses

her grail was also familiar with my pinnacle
all that was here:
was aggressiveness
self satisfaction
dominance to gain
and releasing from both
leaving us both paralyze

with No words
time gets closer
this commencement is reaching graduation
she knows my meters minutes
she worked harder and slower
thrust against me patiently stroking
until her body started shaking
like a hypothermia victim
my release was like high pressure hoses
she threw her body into my face
embedding nails into skin
the sounds she made
can only be heard in third world cities

during cries of death
her mission was complete
our moments of back ups
become temporary validity's in deplete

and she left with no good bye
leaving me naked
in
THE MOMENT


By LeRoy (TNW) Goetzendanner


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1 comment:

  1. dang hot write today man....would be cool to hear it...

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