Beyond The Needle

Idea

"Oh! I just had an idea!"

- You've heard that phrase a million times and once you used to cheer,

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Now though, you groan a little, complain, sometimes exclaim, "what, now?!"

And I respond by grinning - pulling out - and telling you, "I'll be back in a minute, don't move a single brow!"

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I leave you lying in bed sometimes - sorry, I really am, sweetheart,

But I gotta grasp these ideas while they're hot or else they turn as useless as a fart,

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I still remember that 'one' time though, where I had an idea while I was in between your legs,

I was just about to pull out when you clamped down around me, told me to finish or you wouldn't cook my English breakfast; beans and scrambled eggs,

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I was willing to make that sacrifice, but then you one-upped me which made me screech,

I see that yoga payed off, because somehow you tackled me sideways and took over, so to speak,

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I forgot what I was going to write, you distracted me with your rack and lovely pussy,

And that ass of yours, riding me, so soft and goddamn squishy,

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I've sidetracked now - see the effect you had on me, you sexy little cowgirl?

This poem was supposed to be about ideas, not you riding me, but now look at how it's unfurled,

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Well, you had this one cuming (sorry), didn't you, with all your distracting sneaky ideas,

Now I hope you don't mind if I take a stab at it (sorry again) and show you how we Brits do it - let me give you a hint; in a minute you'll be screaming cheers.

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