Afternoon Delight

On an afternoon not soon forgotten

the poet became a man

on top of Christine’s living room sofa

who took the wordsmith

for a spin-gave him the ride of his life

between her silky thighs

showed the twenty-year old gentleman

what it meant to be a man

taught him how to please her daughters

between the satin sheets

of their beds within her arms of forbidden

love she allowed the poet

to climb the sizeable orbs of her breasts

suckle the bright headlights

of the sweet cherries of her swollen tits

explore the luscious valley

of the hidden cleft of her cleavage lying

between the milk jugs

of the honeydew melons of her breasts

made him cum deep inside

the wetness of her hot and wet pussy

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