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Along with my 2nd best asset (my best asset is, of course, Norville)
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'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the den
Was the fervent love-making of two young Skoonken;
His arms held her tight, her feet in the air,
Almost like she was using his lap as a chair;
He hoisted her with him, as he stood from the bed,
But careful--not to quickly--lest blood rush to his head;
She drew in a breath, held in anticipation,
For his warm and turgid shaft to begin penetration;
Slowly, he pushed, foreskin tugged back bit by bit,
Exposing her soft warmth to his twitching cock-tip;
From her lips fell a gutteral moan,
Having to handle such a big bone!
Then, at least, he was finally hilted,
And with how deep he had gotten, she felt rather tilted;
She hadn't much time to regain her breath,
Before he receded from her inner-depth;
Holding her strongly lest she slipped,
Into her cunny, he greedily dipped;
Squishy squelches, and sloppy slurps, accented their deed.
So copious, her nectar, one might think she had peed!
His thrusts were eager, and he whimpered with delight.
Her sex was so soft, but it held him so tight!
From between her legs, rose a feeling quite funny,
Most definitely from how he churned in her cunny;
Again and again, a soft tapping deep inside,
Made her breath hitch, and her eyes flash wide;
His jabbing grew focused, like a beast transfixed,
The head of his boyhood nudged at her cervix.
With her legs all aquiver, she relaxed her cunny,
And allowed him to peek into her little-lady tummy.
A soft pop hit their ears, and he yipped with a start,
While a tinling pleasure shot from her loins to her heart.
A squirt splattered the floor, amidst her soft croon,
While he whimpered and whined happily, filling her womb;
Trading squeezes and throbs in orgasmic dance,
They kept one another in the pleasurous trance.
'Til, at last, feeling weary and unstead',
He not-quite-gracefully let her onto the bed.
Gazing back, with a blush cross her cheek,
She watched as he set one last spurt on her feet.
Squirming and wriggling, she let out a coo,
Her cunny all squishy and messy with spoo.
The scent of his musk tickled her nose with a sniff,
And she marveled that he remained yet stiff.
A shiver dance from her chest to her loins,
When into bed with her he joined.
She let out a moan, her hand clutching the sheet,
When into her once again he was sheath'd.
A kiss shared on the lips, love in their hearts alight;
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
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(I'm not as good at poetry x.x; )