Now go be elsewhere in your dwelling
Pay attention not to things without
The haunting moans in darkness growing
At Halloween keep your heart stout
Perhaps a vision you will conjure
A lovely sight of shapely form
Inviting you to sexy playtime
As outside Autumn plays her storm
Enfolding you in arms so pale
You notice such a cool embrace
White hands caress your every need,
Then lips of crimson upon your neck
Then lips of crimson upon your neck
Their taste still fresh within your mouth
Within your nostrils her perfume
A sigh of rapture reaches your ears
Your eyes dancing upon beauty sublime
Life requires no other truths
life requires no other truths
then making out in cafe booths
his hands do roam all over me
and we forget all about our tea
And we forget all about our tea
Cooling cups and tangled sheets
The headboard bangs against the wall
Luscious redhead gives her all
Her little fists clenched so tight
As I take her from behind
Hours pass, the bed is a wreck
She speaks in sighs, I kiss her neck
We lay a while, satisfied
Our quiet words seemed amplified
She kissed me hard and whispered then
Please Lyf can we go again?
please Lyf can we go again?
his eyes close and i see him grin
of course we can and you know this
i pounce and smother his mouth with a kiss
I pounce and smother his mouth with a kiss
before we got our clothes off and started
with fucking each other just before this
one guy was able to put the one head
of that hard dick inside me and move his
hips back and forth until cum has been spilled
out of that cock and into my pussy
which made me see that he is no sissy.
i pounce and smother his mouth with a kiss
As I straddle his hips with mine
Seeking that mysterious joining
Which seems to make the stars align
I'm in control as I set the pace
Synchronizing each deep thrust
Slowly building to lustful tempo
Reaching for when we both combust
Arching back and rolling hips
Breathing hard and fast
Then release explodes for both
Collapsing with eyes glassed
Collapsing with eyes glassed
after he fucked her ass.
Hello
Said softly
A single word
That often opens doors
And try as we might
With a glance and cleared throat
What comes next can be a chore
Try not to sound too stupid
And never be a bore
Just be as honest
As you can
And maybe
Smile
"Smile
and let
me do it
to you." was what
I said before she
allowed me to probe her
pussy and suck on her breasts
until I gave myself no choice
but to shoot a load of cum into
her belly before sleeping next to her.
"Dude. Stop."
'Twas clearly spoken
To keep this forum
From becoming broken
From becoming broken
Or has that time passed
What now is normal
Do I dare ask
We stumble through together
While always on our own
Hoping for reassurance
And trying to atone
And trying to atone
Tho' have we done so wrong?
Or is our self-critique
The driver all along?
Perhaps it should truly be
A meeting at halfway
With atonement shared by both
And fears to melt away
And fears to melt away
The bitter words we always say
We try to keep an open mind
Always trying to be loving and kind
But yet with truths that always seem to unfold
We blurt our words that should be untold
We learn hard lessons from words that should be unspoken
Instead of thinking of hearts we’ve broken
Instead of thinking of hearts we’ve broken
I count them all the time
And yet I don't forget
For the times they oh so shined
If you sense a sadness true
I can't deny that crime
But still I rise and breathe fresh air
Knowing each day brings hope divine
Of tight pants and all those asses
Thoughts impure flit through my mind
Shapes not hidden by clothing tight
Make lustful urges viewed behind
Musing on what would be revealed
If those pants were tugged away
Rounded cheeks and glistening lips
Would be a marvelous ballet
Would be a marvelous ballet
You and I; the courtship dance.
A pirouette, sauté, tourné
As round and round the bed we prance.
Your lithe form performs well practiced moves
A plie, releve, and tendu too
Part of me still disapproves...
Shouldn't YOU be in the tutu?
Shouldn't YOU be in the tutu?
Well it is Halloween after all
So tuck in your...plum...
Stop beating it like a drum
This is only the start of tonight's fun
This is only the start of tonight's fun
With tricks and treats and until we're done
With goblins and ghosts flying through the sky
And witches and demons going awry
But the candy is great
We can't take a pass
When we over indulge
It shows up on our ass
The sugar will take away the lows
And replace them with the highs
But please don't forget
It shows back up on your thighs
But what the hell
It's a holiday right?
But don't you complain
When your clothes are too tight
This is only the start of tonight's fun
for we should now go into this old house
and spend the night in there until the sun
comes up and anyone besides a mouse
would be the ones in that one haunted house
still alive long enough to be crowned king
and queen and also to spend Thanksgiving
with their families in such a big way
that it might help them to start forgetting
about that one dreadful haunted house stay.
They fit me just right,
Those fingers, curled around.
Not too loose or too tight
As they move up and down.
But lust takes a hit
With one mighty shove
When you try a different fit
In your tight latex glove
In your tight latex glove
You touch completely without fear
Probing into ope'nings clenched
Index finger like a spear
Now if RB is the target
Of her questing digit
Then unless there's lots of lube
He will certainly fidget
He will certainly fidget
As we all do
When trust and truth
Become entangled
Obscuring our view
Should I continue
Will you stay still
Can you trust the truth
When words replace fingers
Reaching deeper in you
Reaching deeper in you
Your wisdom tooth is found
The pliers slip and lose their grip
A scraping, grinding sound.
The pliers grip.
Though you are numb
You want to call out
For your Mum.
What were you thinking
You macho ass?
You should have said
OK to gas.
She's struggling now
Her grunts are proof
Losing to
A recalcitrant tooth.
For other angles
Dentist searches
Her knee goes on
My chest for purchase.
Consults the x-ray
It's impacted
I could have said
She should have cracked it.
We'll crack it now
Like it's a joint decision
She bangs her chisel
With precision.
The soft chair arms
I grasp so tightly
It doesn't help.
Not even slightly.
Somehow now
The stress increases.
My molar coming
Out in pieces.
It's on its way
Little by little
Assistants suck up
Blood and spittle.
I'm told that now
I'll need some stitches.
I feel the glee
Malicious witches.
Masks hide grins
But can't disguise
The glint in their
Sadistic eyes.
Sadistic eyes
eyes of the one who
who would devour the soul
soul of a mortal man while he
he probes the mortal shell
shell of a succubus demon
demon with his rod while
while everything around them burns
burns as hot as their wanton sexual
sexual desire for each other until
until all that mortal lust is finally
finally extinguished by a wave
wave of true mortal orgasm and
and both lovers could watch the sweat
sweat glisten off of each other's bodies
bodies under the full moon's light.
Sadistic eyes
Behind the mask
Halloween is over
What now this masque?
Shall the evening
Be a gala whirl?
Or more sinister
Is that sweet girl?
Only the eyes
Give clue to intent
A pleasure spree
Or your lament
