He sticks it in
She arches back
He smiles so widely
She tries not to laugh
He pushes it in
She screams aloud
His face drops
She doesn't make a sound
"Did it hurt?" he asks
She looks down
Her hand slithers to his length
He begins to frown
"Go.' she cries
He grabs her hips
He goes a bit deeper
Her hair, she flips
She gets used to the feeling,
of it being there
They moan in pleasure
While the rhythm stays fair
Both in ecstasy
So young and careless
He pushes it harder
She breathes, airless
Two bodies colliding
Just having some fun
Two minds left to wonder
Will they both stay young?
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Dirty Pleasures
PoetryVIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED Sensitive subjects and descriptive sexual intercourse Certain words or poems may offend or be inappropriate for certain readers If you've experienced anything traumatizing sexually I do not recommend you to read the fo...
