- Erotic Poetry
- Your Office (MM)
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Your office is small,
all tight and snug.
You stand tall,
with me on the rug.
Your suit is dark grey
and the shirt all white.
I am your prey,
called in to play.
All naked I kneeI,
in the half-lit space
Your arousal I feel,
Leaving its wet trace.
In my free hand;
your iPhone, filming -
your arousal so grand,
and me sucking.
“I want them all,
to see you submit,
to cocks, at any call –
and how well you suck it.”
As your climax loudly,
feeding me you cum,
I drink you devoutly.
To you, I completely succumb.
You caress my cheek,
Giving me a warm smile -
making me feel unique.
“How many viewers, meanwhile?”
Capturing your manhood
still between my lips.
hard as wood,
and the saliva that drips.
400 watching me, I see
sending messages of delight
asking where they can meet me
for another long night.
“You can leave now,”
you order firmly.
I rise and dress somehow,
feeling girly.
I leave without a word,
as you resume your work,
leaving me feeling absurd,
with “now don’t you jerk ….”
I am still so excited,
with your lingering taste,
as I step in the taxi you provided,
and we drive off in haste.
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