When he finished I wanted more! Prose for Pros 41

He is in a rush
To fuck me
He wont take a 'no'
I am not available

He wants his cock
Between my tits
In my mouth
In my cunt

He is fixated
He is one track
He needs  to be satiated
A typical male

I want to kiss
To be aroused
To be turned on
To be petted

He wants to force me down
Force my legs open
Empty his seed
Across my face

He wants to make his mark
To brandish his sword
To whip me with his cock
To make me sore

And then he has finished
As my libido is awakened
And I want to make him sore
To feel him deep
Inside
In
I

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Squirting and Gushing Revisited Prose for Pros 34

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In The House Of Dreams Prose for Pros 32

In The House Of Dreams

In the house of dreams
There are highs and lows
The cock soars..
High
And then descends...
Low

The passion peaks and then is
Weak
The excitements flames and then is
Doused

In the house of dreams we meet
The person we are
The person we
Need
The fantasies we
Heed

The dreams we
Breed
And the fears we
Hide

In the house of dreams we share
Intimate longings
We placate selfish
Whims
We resolve immediate
Cravings

We overestimate
Ability
We clothe our worst
Thoughts

The house of dreams awaits. It beckons and it consumes. It comforts and it confuses. The house of dreams allows a safe journey, but with a strong current of guilt and sperm that is spilt but a relationship that is built from sharing the house of dreams!

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He wanted the Kama Sutra! Prose for Pros 33

He wanted the Kama Sutra and he wanted it replayed

I was upside down
Legs in the air
On my back
Against the chair

I was astride him
He rode my rear
I shrieked
He loved to hear

He was in my mouth
His tongue was rimming
He kissed me all over
His cock was brimming

I was alive
His cock was dead
I took him inside
And gave him head

He was a born again fucker
He was solid and firm
He rammed me hard
I began to squirm

We were 69
Then 66
He wanted me rough
He promised me pricks

He was ready to cum
Me too
He fucked me harder
And then he blew

He sighed and sobbed
He cried my name
He looked me over
And then fucked me again

But he was soft
But willing
And I
Had taken a filling

And it felt good!

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Prose for Pros 25-My friend the condom!

He is my saviour

He's saved me from many things

And I am grateful for his slippery protection

He's been a barrier, he's been a latex safety wall

A thin gossamer that fights my foes

And fights my woes

He's a cover, he's a coat, he's a security blanket

He slips on and he is a fellow passenger in all of  my fucks

He's been close, he's been near

A second skin to placate a fear

And an endearing mate

He normally goes round in 3s or 12s

But I buy a gross, I am greedy

I buy the most

A cheap resource to maintain my smile

A French letter, a Belgium coat, a rubber

A friend

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Prose for Pros 24!

I got wet on his commands, I DID

He said kiss me, I DID

He said open my legs, I DID

He said open  my arse, I DID

He said open my mouth, I DID

I DID and I wanted him TO DO

I DID and I wanted him TO SCREW

I DID and I wanted him TO BE ROUGH

I DID and I wanted TO SAY ENOUGH

He said play with myself I DID

He said lick his balls, I DID

He said take it all, I DID

He said love it, I DID

I DID love it

I DID take it

I DID lick his balls

I DID masturbate and finger myself

I DID DO and it was wonderful

I DO DID and it is exciting

I DID DO and it was incredible

I DO DID and would like to DO DID again!

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I have been sunbathing!

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Prose for Pros 20

We should be aware of labels

He wanted to masturbate over my Jimmy Choo shoes

He really did

He wanted to cum on my Louboutin's

He tried

And then he got erect again lusting over my Blahnik's

But he mispronounced the name

But he washed my Vuitton's with his seed

And my Stieger's took him to another planet

And my  Mcqueen's just left him dribbling

Whilst my lonely Atwood's got him rigid

And the Gucci's left him drenched

And battered and breathing heavily

And wanting to see me walk over him again

Wearing something new

But I did not have time to go to the market

And I asked if my Doc Marten's would do

And they did

He came to heel and was healed

And he came to bear his soul

And I beared my sole

And he wanted me to shoo

And be quiet

He wanted the shoe

Not me

Gucci, Gucci I whispered in his ear

And he came all down my leg

I was shoe less at the time

But that was fine

As he was sucking the leather

Of my Miu Miu's

I don't really have these shoes, as you may have guessed. But women get goosebumps at the mention of their names too! However, I've never orgasmed at seeing a pair but I can try if someone bought me a gift!!!!

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