You breathed like an Angel

I felt horny like hell last night,
     I wished you would wake up.

You breathed like an Angel
     while I watched your curly spot.
My nuts were hard as gravel,
     my prick was stiff and hot.

I felt horny like hell last night,
     while I watched your tender slit.
I wished you would wake and take a ride
     on my throbbing stick.

I got wet and sticky last night
     as my prick shot up.
But you breathed like an Angel
     so I did not wake you up.
 
Stan Sýkora, Arese 1996
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