As i open your poetry erotic essay, i say to myself that i will finish this session as well without playing... then i read the heading: "Your dirty slut" and almost instantly feel my whole body imstantly going through a complete metamorphosis, from a man trying to read, to a excited lustful man, my body temperature starting to rise, breathing becomes more intense and my arrow turning into a viscious spear....

As i start reading i become only more and more aroused... then i suddenly picture that beautiful full-bodied queen laying in her white barely covering bikini... the sun carressing her soft silky skin... hear brown tanned cleavage pulling your eyes towards them like a powerful magnet... her scent lingering in the air towards me...

I loose total control and grab my spear... slowly starting to polish it as i make an attempt to continue reading....

I can hear your cute soft sexy chuckle and it makes me only even more aroused... i cant help myself... i can see you, i can hear you, i can smell you, and i can taste you right now... i take a deep breath and just totally give into you...

I grab my spear like a zulu worrior about to take down a buffalo.... i softly start moaning to the thought of you watching me.... wishing you were here... i cannot control my strokes, im to endulged into you right now.... my toes start curling, my legs stiffening up and my hand now moving like bruce lee punching a speed bag....

I release my love juices... like a nuclear missile i explode, my shrapnel hitting my chest, chin and lips.... im covered in the collateral damage of my spear fight... out of breath covered in sweat and my warm white silky juices i lay on the floor like a passed out victim of a mike tyson left hook... as i patiently lay there, my spear returning to its arrow state trying to recover, your scent slowly fading as i wish you were here ..

My body now totally relaxed i whisper a thank you to the Queen of Erotic reading pleasure......