Coming Out

by Carol Davis   Oct 17, 2005


I'm coming out.
I want the world to know I am bi.
I want to live wild and free.
I see the wind blow my hair as I
ride the wild stallion.

The rain falls upon my skin and
the thunder cracks behind his hooves.
We intertwine as one soul.
He calls to his lady beneath his dancing loins.
How does she feel under your milky skin?

She calls back and says the taste is like wild
strawberries on a hot summers day.
I thirst from the creamy milk that lingers from
her sweet spot.

Under his loins I see her lips start quivering as she
moves closer.
His manhood stands and takes her embrace and devours
the mound of her wetness.

Soft moans escapes from her swollen mouth as
she finds her way to ecstasy.
He tells her to ride him like the wild stallion.
Her maons become screams as she lets out ride
me like the wild winds twirl.

Send me to the top of the world and back again.
Please I beg of you make me climax, spank me like
the wild mare I am.

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