Hump Day!

As I'm sure most of you that check in regularly have noticed, not only have I not posted in awhile, but what's been coming down the pipe is mostly crappola shat from my ass.

Oh well, what cha gonna do...FUCK ME?!? Like that's a BAD thing?

Hmmm...

If you've got the dick, I've got the ass; catch me if you can, BITCH!  But be forewarned, as much as I LOVE dick, my ass ain't for the faint of heart.  I'll work ya' for every inch fucked inside me, and if the opportunity arises (and I WILL rise),  I'll flip ya' and fuck ya' before YOUR ass knows what 's hit IT... and HARD!

What am I doing...?

OH YEAH, sorry.  Today I thought I would post a poem in honor of my friend, CoreyJo, who's more than put in her time dealing with my filth covered cocky self blowing all sorts a shit up her ass (never my actual dick, of course, THAT's silliness talking).  It's sort of an ode to her love of HUMP DAY.  Personally, I wouldn't touch her round mound of bounding flesh with my 10 inch cock, but hear tell from the Sailor, it's quite savory...for a girl . (I know, I know... eeewwww!  No amount of shit can hide the swampy stank of a cesspool; aka vagina).

But...to each his own;  MINE happens to be a sweet appled ass with a reach around ending with the weight of a thick, frothing cock heavily wrapped about my fingers.

With thoughts of man's sweet glory roasting on my spit....

Rump is the hump
That gives a man rise
Lump in your dump
Is always the prize
First I must kiss it
Shows that I care
Then poke IT
And prod IT
Do as I dare
Lathered in love
I'll mount from above

With thickening mass
I'll seesaw your ass
Harder and faster
I'll gun through your end;
Till at your soil
Heat'n you up
'Till you cum to a boil
Plateau of pleasure
Hitt'n your spot
Releasing the hounds
Cum leaps and it BOUNDS!

Shiver and squeeze
Ass wrapped about tight
Sucking and slurping
Begging me, "PLEASE"!
You're hungry for meat;
Thirsty for cum
GOD, how I love your hard, rounded bum
So deeper I delve your hot, searing bowels
Filling you FULL, with one final plunge

I OWN YOU
I OWN YOU
Marked you as MINE
Not just your ass
(still open and hope'n for another go round)
But body complete
Heart and soul too
I take what is given
What else can I do

Sated and tired
Kiss at your lips
Whisper sweet words, telling of love
Tapping me 'wake;
Finger wagging, NO!  NO!
You trace at my crack
Scratch at my itch
Hump Day is  Hump Day
Clock's not struck 12
Tables have turned
Ass in the air; dilation's complete
Nothing to do but ride this one out
Hump'n and bump'n; wrastling about
Groping his cock till he's ready to spout!

RafaDe