Traffic light sex

Traffic light sex

Yes no, no yes, stop, no make me cum All confusing commands used within a passions throw, perhaps he could you the traffic light system RED for stop, AMBER wait and then it’s GREEN for go

No more misdirection he can no longer get it wrong, you both know what you wants, you’re both singing the same song

GREEN is go for it you start off steady nice and slow, you can then pick up speed, for GREEN is the sign to go

Then you get to AMBER this is the colour that’s most fun, it leaves you orgasms edge, deciding exactly when and if you cum

Tantalisingly hanging so close, one lick or stroke from a puddle on the floor, you are screaming out for GREEN but he just waits some more

Then he begins to pound so hard, AMBER turns to GREEN, deep fast frantic thrusts you begin to cream

Again and again you cum, he’s nailed you to the bed, fucking you until you can’t take no more, at last you whimper RED

No more yes no yes there’s no more confusion in your bed, you share a understanding using GREEN, AMBER, RED.

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