she’s kneeling
her necklace is beautiful
the sun is catching the silver
flashing it into my eyes
morse code of cumshot
it’s saying to get her tonsils
she’s kneeling
beside the convention hall
where we had queued up before
now cars amble by
people on bikes are across the highway
by the Hudson river
a helicopter takes off nearby
she’s kneeling
her fit ass looks hot
and round sitting on her heels
“that’s it, babe. Deep.”
Her necklace is beautiful
SMUTPUNK 4LYF
Her throat muscles
milk out the cumshot
I shoot some into her mouth
pull out and shoot more
right onto the smutpunk necklace
we both smile
she’s kneeling with my cum
on her necklace
gooily hanging
and we are happy
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What an enticing poem. Sounds like a good time for both participants. Those necklaces are pretty rare I hear.