HE LAY BACK
by Ralph Greco, jr.
He lay back:
she entered with flimsy precision,
coddled threat,
and heel-to-toe promises.
She clutched him while he crawled:
feigning expulsion,
gasping delight,
eyes pleading for violence.
He offered but she ignored:
his erection untouched,
his legs spread and over,
her laughter quiet, yet full.
She thrusted and he screamed:
mouth spitting warning,
hands praying mercy,
anus welcoming completion.
He lay back.
by Ralph Greco, jr.
He lay back:
she entered with flimsy precision,
coddled threat,
and heel-to-toe promises.
She clutched him while he crawled:
feigning expulsion,
gasping delight,
eyes pleading for violence.
He offered but she ignored:
his erection untouched,
his legs spread and over,
her laughter quiet, yet full.
She thrusted and he screamed:
mouth spitting warning,
hands praying mercy,
anus welcoming completion.
He lay back.
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Other works by Ralph Greco, jr.
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