Stroke It

Stroke it for my pleasure
Slick and shining and perfect
The crest red and throbbing
Up to the top and down to the base

I love to watch you do it
The sheer maleness of the act
Your eyes glazing over
Nearing the point of losing control

You know what makes you happy
I can learn to do it exactly as you like
How hard…how fast…what rhythm
It gets me hot to watch

Your knuckles are white, applying pressure
Muscles clenched in expectation
Cock stiff, getting bigger…almost there
Almost there and pumping faster

Your body tightens as the moment arrives
Hand moving to the root of your dick
Coming and milking for every drop
Oh, yeah, baby…the next one is all mine

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