Adored, Is the way your tongue flick across the smooth bare surface of my  sleeping manhood, Awakening it to a rigid stance with delicate licks on its sensitive edge, like a kitten licking sugar sweeten cream Adored, Is the way you spiral your tongue downward, leaving a trail of heated moister down its rock hard pulsating sides,  Then tease it with lightening quick licks on my scrotum, making my lungs gasp from the surreal sensations, and when you are finish with your playful tease, you make my

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I sit on my favorite chair and wait, Wait while my mind anticipates, 
 The coming of you... 
 You, The only person that can fully fulfill my needs, 
 My dreams, 
 My wildness fantasies, 
 Sex my body 
 Sex my mind Sex my soul, 
 Give me all the love this 1man body can hold 
I sit and wait for your touch, 
To ease across my brow, 
 To trace the outline of

I stole this image from Ronnie blog,  http://ronniesoul.blogspot.com/  I see why see loves black and white images Here's a quickie poem I make from it Like home-baked bread Visions of you sitting in that chair, makes me hungry The aroma transmitting from your body is intoxicating to my being The sweeping curves of your body is enticing The texture of your flesh is moist and soft to one's fingertips touch The plump fold of your lips are inviting The taste of the void between your thighs Is darn

Calm breeze, brought cool fresh air wispily through the open window across the bareness of my breast, as I prepared to dress for another day As I stood close to the window, the sound of the songbirds touched my ears, keeping my legs unmoving, while my rears tuned into the new morning cheer, The touch of a single finger ease across my neck, It flowed slowly, softly, across my right shoulder, then eased all so gently down my back torso, It crosses the small of my back, causing my body to tense up

Satisfying  Substantial Subliminal Sharp Sensations  Soar  Singularly  Inside the crowded space Of my  Scrotum As Slithering tongue Slide over the bald mushroom head Of my towering Structured Phallus Weaving itself  Down and across Smooth Scrotum flesh Sizzling heat Seeps into  Scrotum flesh That introduce a Soft Silent  Moan to my throat Slow Steady Licks Succeeds upward on Stretched flesh To the top of  Smooth mushroom head Soft lips Slowly Eagerly Surrounds  My engorgement Suction of abun

Un estudio de la Universidad Central del Ecuador ha demostrado científicamente que las picaduras de los mosquitos comunes aumentan considerablemente el deseo, y parece ser que también la potencia sexual. Ahora que llega el verano es muy típico que las picaduras de mosquito comiencen a ser habituales en los hogares españoles y, según demuestra este estudio, estamos de enhorabuena. Su director ha declarado que “el 80% de los mosquitos del mundo son del tipo que hemos estudiado, como guiño a las m

Like  a lioness creeping up on its prey, My body slowly, Cautiously, Timidly, Ease between firm muscular thighs Naked flesh is felt brushing against naked flesh,  Causing a quiet sensational sigh to release from my lungs, The hair on the back of my neck stood up, as excitement of catching my formidable prey asleep, shoots up my spine Fingers lightly grab the lethargic prey and envelop it in its firm grasp, One hand holds it still, as the other used a close fist to slowly walk up and down its l

A song poem is a song written from a song: Using a phrase, word, or a line from that song, It must be written in the melody, rhythm or spirit of that song Push Play Please Quiet snore awaken me, Resting head lies in the middle of my chest, The warmth and softness of a small hand rested on my inner thigh, A loving stare, followed the curvature of her body from head to toe, Eyes watch her head float on my chest flesh, as it followed the expansion of my chest as my lungs took shallow breaths of a

Moans, direct tongue flight through folds horizontal crack,  Groans, control speed of tongue long lashes,  Signs, control tongue lashes depth into pink flesh darkness,  Hair pulled, detect lashes of passion,  Back arched, alloys tongue deeper penetration,  Hips deep dip, gyrates in harmonious rhythm of tongue lashes,  Beard soaked, in honeydew,  Mustache reek, fragrance of feminine musk,  Call my name, and I'll give you tremors of satisfaction... Guarantied... 1Manview © 1999 – 2012