Cool side
Of the morning
Shaping up to be as pretty
As a full figured woman showing much leg
Hi ankle heels and garter belt vision
Sun rise thru cracks and angles
All I can think is that
I want to make her cream
Maybe bathe her in my own
Let it slide off her sides
Form little ropes holding her in place
That is another thought
For another day
This lady is starting to show
A bit to much
Class
For the face down fuk
And cum bath
Watch her pass
With the moronic sprinkler head
And dog in tow
Appreciate her beauty
But hold much contempt
As I slow slip my day off
And secretly slide greased
Hands down dirty shorts
White hot
Underwater, running out of air
Heavy roks on my chest
As I crack an eye to
View this wasted creation fluid
descend hitting soft ground
with no fan fare
Praying that the ant
Who diligently works around the sides of the puddle
Will harvest my dying unplanted seed
Bring it home and
Force it thru the queen’s mandibles
Deep down inside her thorax
I rest my head
Dreaming that the drips falling from
My dick
Are like goblets of wine
To the ants
Like sweet ambrosia
Taken back to the dirt
For all the other ants to consume drinking me in
Feeling good
After a long day of hopeless, rewardless