Thank God for Men!!!! Prose for Pros 37

They are amazing
They are predictable
They are reassuring
They are delectable

They are fun
They are generous
They are loving
They are kind

They are pleasure givers
Pleasure seekers
Pleasure makers
And a pleasure

They are forthright
They are all night
They are seldom right
They are always bright

They are not a puzzle
They are not complex
They are basic
And just want sex

And more importantly they never get bored with sex and with looking at a female bum, female tits and of course a female cunt.

And I am so happy about that. What would the world be without them????

I salute you all. Thanks for the pleasure of your company.

And I love to be pleasured!

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The Jazz Player-Prose for Pros 36

It was a cover up story!

We were in a rush
Excited souls
Ready to tumble
Into bed
Ready to caress
Ready to lick
And kiss
What bliss

But then
We realised
We discovered
We found out
That his cock
Needed a cover
And the cover was hiding
Hiss

The cover was at home
The cover was not discovered
The heat had to simmer
The passion lament
As we drove
To find condoms
We steered our way
A crisis

Sexual explorers
Seeking the skin
Of untroubled sex
And we did find
We returned
And covered the hidden
And we learnt
About haste

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DariaX -Prose for Pros 35

I am Daria with the X
Xtreme and Xciting
The X factor
For Xtended members

X is for forbidden
X for kisses
X for Xotic
For the X in sex

I am Daria X
Xtinguishing boredom
Xpunging guilt
Xpounding fun

X is for W
X is for Y
X in the middle
Xercising DP

I am Daria
I come with an X
I do not Xamine
Only Xist

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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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Happy Hour. Prose for Pros 31

The Tear

It often signifies sadness, grief
The badge of sorrow
But today no. Tonight
It slid down my cheek
A sign of gratitude
A sign of happiness
Pure bliss

It is what an energetic, exploring cock
Can bring
A tear of joy, slowly falling
I rode him to excess
I pushed him deeper and deeper inside
And it felt good
It felt oh so good

I moved my cunt to envelop every
Bit of his manhood
Slipping
Squelching
Sometimes, slow but more often
Grinding out my pleasure
My pleasure

The tear was real
It stained my cheek
With a salty rivulet
The tear was unreal
It came from the pst
And it was a deposit
For my future

For days when I
No longer ride majestic cocks
But can still feel the majestic tear
Still smell his sex
Still feel his thrusts and my response
A tear of joy
Thank you



If anyone wants to make me cry get in touch.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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