“Honey, did you want me?” I called when I heard her voice.
“Is it something really urgent … like sharing some great vice?
I can drop what I am doing and come swiftly to your side,
Removing pants and shorts cuz’ I have nothing from you to hide.
In fact, you see me waving and probably dripping with delight,
You know I love our vices in the day or in the night.
I could stand there while you’re sitting and let you play and tease,
And you could feel your play succeed as I tighten as if to sneeze.
Or you could pull me down beside you, and I could kiss and fondle too,
Till your hips began to push and buck and you had me enter you.
Then we could hug and kiss and feel our passion flow,
As your excitement reaches heights and my cock inside you grows.
Then our bodies press together and we’d both begin to moan,
As a sudden release would grip us, and we’d both let out a groan.
…
What's that you say? You didn’t want my rigid faucet,
Just that silly ol' brown box of yours from the top shelf of the closet?"
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