Poetry By Chuck




When she mounts me

I lift myself to her weight

We become...


She enfolds


When she "moves" on me

I respond as

she grabs me with her hands

and I'm all her's to command.

When she wants me to come...


I jump at the opportunity

and I fit her completely.

When she demands I stop

I do...

..and I wait until she is ready

..for more.

When she desires speed

I leap foward

and give her all I've got

to satisfy her desires

and when she needs

me to lean into it

I do

keeping my line

for she is one

of the few

Who ride!




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