ridingwild:
he bade her strip for him in the dark of the street
and seduce him ere he would touch her
but when she turned to the rough hewn wall
sandpapering her nipples against it
in a circular wilding moan
his will broke and he buckled in seconds
as the pendulum swung back to the goddess
who lay in deliberate wait
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easilyaroused:
ridingwild:
she awoke before him
and the sight of his rock hardness
stirred her to slip quietly up his body
lace her fingers in his
and whisper “stay half in dreamland, lover
I’m waking you slow,…”
then she moaned softly
as her body parted
and moaned a wet shiver
as she slid down upon him
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ridingwild:
she longed for those nights
when she became his little fuck pony
his fists in her maned reins
his bucking hips driving that hot spike
over and over into her back sopping wall
and every now and then, he’d drop one side
and spur her on with a hot hand
on her galloping arched flanks
this kind of fucking she could wallow in
ten times a day