Redhorse

I can almost taste you
As I bring you close to my mouth
The scent I smell is intoxicating
Your ice cold but I feel your warmth

I glide my fingers on your moistened bod
Remembering your distinct taste
The last time you touched my tongue
Oh the excitement and anticipation builds up

Then I hear the clatter and clink
Everyone’s ready, the 'Go' flag waived
My buddies said ‘cheers’!
Oh now I can finally have my ice cold beer.

Ti’s gonna be a fun time with chums.
Hear hear, let’s morning the night..







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Posted: Aug 2012

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