by Rupert da Costa e Silva
(03/31/04)

My fantasy, if you call it that
Is to watch another guy bang you hard
And some of that filthy fantasy entails
Seeing you take his cock in your mouth
Sucking it back and forth like lust flavoured candy.

And you suck at his cock while you bare those breasts
Held pert between tucked down bra and folded up top.
To spy you catch his eye as your lips work the heated shaft
And your slivery tongue skates around the tip.
I imagine he'd be bursting with sexual hunger,
He'd have fuck written all over his face,
To see you undress, to feel your undress.

It would switch me on if you let his hands handle you
And if he was stronger than I, he would grapple you strongly
He'd clench you between buttocks and thighs
Ramming his royal hornyness with the muscle of a steed
While I looked on at burning point wondering why I'm so thrilled
And where exactly will this fantasy lead.

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