It is not allowed
You are taken
Other skin, other hands, other mouth
Share the joy with yours
In the intimacy of your bedroom.
But, sometimes,
You wink at me,
You open a window in my screen,
And call me.
You show me your desire,
With your words, your smile,
Your naked body
And your big hard cock pointing at me.
Then I know I have you a little,
There is a tiny part of you belonging to me.
We share, hidden in the shadows,
The secret pleasures of forbidden love.
Maybe for you is not love, is just desire, lust, sex...
But this is not your call anymore,
It is me who plays the game, the role and the moment
And when I imagine myself sweating,
Eating your mouth, our tongues entangled,
As they are our legs, pressing our hard cock together,
Rubbing each other with no boundaries,
Eating your flesh, drinking your essence,
Digging with the hardest of my tools
In all your darker tunnels...
Then you are only mine
And I smile

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