Morning Wood

It was a hard night
So I woke up with morning wood
Stiffing, hoping she will
No fantasy or wet dreams I felt her real….
Deep as I explored her drowning like 2000 leagues under her sea
All that I wanted was her wanting me
No apologies for exploring like convulsive like impactful like impulsive like explosive shakes that I create to make her quake like a 7.9999 on the rictor scale and no i wont fail
my ears ache but not from her pleasured screaming
As those powerful honey brown all types of delicious sugar brown thighs pound down on my neck shoulder and head
Damn things were harder than a pipe filled with lead
So instead, I let her engulf me and I laid down my morning wood, and she took my log into her and she was as built as Ford was tough
but I was like a Chevy made to last and i impala’d her
And as much as I can try to fight
Her prowess and frame was this superman’s kryptonite
So gave in all that I could, she smiles all she should, at the possibilities of this morning wood…
Or each nights delight or every afternoon treat
Damn she’s a freak
And before she could protest, I put it all on repeat
You see, she has my soldiers always at attention and never have I felt defeat
Just honor for my duty
And oh yes! when she do me
I will sing the star spangled banner
As my raised flag pole plants in her
Juicy soil
Riding her highness so hard she rocked my throne and I gave her stone
And dammit it was so gud we both had moaned
Talk about another zone
If there ain’t another I would make her clone
Yesssss! I love the way she hiss
and tell me to pump like “this”
Her spot I’d hit
simultaneously rub her clit
Her backside wud shift
And I felt lit
Cuz I felt “it”
Louder than the rooster crowing at dawn
I hate when she leave, because I always made her cum
Looser than tide coming downstream
no need for a pinch this is more than a dream
So I did what I felt and she took what she could
And we both enjoyed this Morning Wood