Candle wax, so warm and sizzling
Silky ties that bind me
As I lay bound, I think..I wish
His cock would be behind me

A "zipless fuck", I thought about
Yet, night, it was so young
Before I could convey it
He slipped me his long tongue

Erica Jung personified
We've yet to say a thing
His cock, it did then enter me
And on it was a ring

He'd come so far..a long, long way
We knew we couldn't wait
To stay home any longer
He'd have to masterbate

He knew my every nook and cranny
My words had been conveyed
He recalled all I had typed to him
And I definitely got laid

So when we talk online again
Remember this one line
Each time I say "I'm fucking you"
I mean, " Be my Valentine"!

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Minds are like parachutes. They only work when they are open.

~Thomas Dewar~