The full of your cup I sip upon........

Strapped in by the embillicles of each syllable prescribed

Lust fictious annihilation invokes scores of dictationss

As I sip this cup of nectar, a sector of self....Hmm

Touching, flutters of my heartbeat rushing

Sonnet me your percussions, no discussion needed

Your longings plea a need as I ascend, reaching 

Seeking to touch the sky with you...Oh my my

As I thurst you the girth, as my ink penetrates your cerebral cortex

Words break down all barriers, rapture me your awakenings

A quake stiffens the rigors of my mental state

As I cuisine myself, I toil the girth of your earths axis

Eyes glimmer, you clamour as I splurge myself your succulent entree

Pent up like animosity, possibly reaching heightened degrees

As the sunsets, together we devour ravines

So persuasive, arousal peaks....weakened by your mystique

Intrusion subsides these heightend climates

Altitudes I elevate, evasions pertrude my mood

My eyes glued to your seductive paradox

Deal sweetened with a cherry on top

Ambitions so to speak, you weaken me this non stop

Restraints no longer, I surrender myself to thee....

Undercurrent me your overpower surge

Of this animalisitc rage we engage

Mouths parched, as we set the stage

No formalities needed, this greed I harbor

Desires surpressions.....Confessions I heed.......

Relieve me as I soak your supple elevations

Each peak I climb, desending borders I survey........

Renditions of my ink after dark.......Come now......

Let's play, infactuated by the demands....

As I reflect upon, your soulful display

Never to one up another.....Come....Come let's play.......

Copyright(c)2011 Roberto Denaro Styles

Lust On Fire

I love making love

I love to fuck too

By every degree

A quiet storm awakes

Turbulent seas

Waterfalls soar these lustful shores

My throbbing staff reeks infactuation

Temptations well my confines

Flesh to flesh, mouth to tongue

Gloss me your fullness

Lips full bloom

Consume me your physicality's

That i do decree

Making love, fucking

Embellish me your spews

Hollow rhythms

As we gyrate 

Against the undercurrents

Of such immense infatuation

Intensity springs forth

Loins seep in perspiration

I love making love

I love fucking

I love a little hip clap action

I need that kind of action

On scale of one to ten

It's a win win....

Again and again

A recipe of....

Pure unadulterated affections

My will I impose.....

This chapter is never ending

Sending your thighs 

Into oblivion.........

I love fucking you

I love making love to you.....

Ready for some bump and sweaty

I can see in your eyes

It's written all over your face

Just in case you are wondering

Let's make it happen....

While we play some Keith Washington and Chante

Baby, no need to beg nor plea

I have need of thee......

I can tell you are ready........

Copyright(c)2011 Roberto Denaro Styles

Keith Washington ft. Chante Moore - I Love You

Your Spoils I Savor

Traces of your crimson gloss

Relic the confines

Many physicality’s withheld

I succumb these desires

Which have been long suppressed

Gloss me the pout of your full bloom

Consummate me your savors

I savor your sweetened flavors

Our mouths interlocked

Abase me your passionate glands

Embellish me, intense devours

An overpowering surge vexes my loins

Sweet caramel drippings

Slip from the tip of your tongue

My chest heaves 

Combustions set to rage

If your body was a scribe

My tongue would be the ink tip

Drips of lettering, I write across your canvas

If your spreads was a Muriel

I would be your paintbrush

As I greedily devour your canvas

Spew the purities of this…..

Undaunted elixir

A goddess wanes right before me….

Moans and whispers

Our bodily consumes enflamed 

Under the restful eyes

That beam the full moon…..

I center myself your circumference

Spells of anticipation

Has been long over do……

Fixations dwell my temple

Mental stimulation

An open invitation

As we engage

Like savages unleashed

Prelude to the perils

Of this……Nighttime rendezvous……

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Straight Freak Mode..........

Sometimes I just……

Like to get raw with my sensuality

Once my interest peaks

Lubricate me your soakened regions

As I charter your valleys unknown

I’m the type when it’s late at night

Squirt action while I verbalize on the phone

The deep of my baritone

Creating visuals while you fanaticize

Of me and you alone

Robust like a king, I holds my throne

But damn girl!!! When you on top

You sure know how to hold your own

I bring it straight to the point

I like it raw and rough

I know you ready

I can see it in your eyes

Launch sequence ready

We can start out smooth and steady

We can travel memory lane

Rocking to jams by Freddie

Break out Luther, even Teddy

I’ll have you crooning like the Mary Jane Girls

Alllll Night Looooooong!!!!!!

As I thrust my mandingo friction

Pluging every inch of my diction

Baby this is no fiction

We can do all positions

We will…….

Fuck

Cuss

Suck

Spit

You

Swallow this hollow friction

Legs up, missionary position

Now I know it’s lewd 

For a man to talk this way

I like it straight to the point

Save the conversation

For the mattress  rumble we engage in

Like two UFC fighters caged in

Like two porno stars, setting the stage in

But the only lights, camera and action

As I direct this script, taking charge 

With my mandingo expedition

If I was a car salesman

You would definitely increase my commission

But for  real though….I aims to please

As we…..

Talk 

Touch

And

Tease

Gliding manly steel

My whip has much appeal

Towering like Shaquille O’ Neal

Slam dunkin that pussy

Or like two title fighters

As I ignite your splash

While I get my smash on

Opening your flood gates

One

Two

And

Three

We can do it the movies

We can do it the backseat

Intense fever as I plunge my meat

And I got a load to carry

There is no need to hurry

You want tongue action

My face in your muff I bury

Nothings off limits for me

Except doing it in the cemetery

Cause this dick is sooo good

I’ll bring back the dead

Wanna talk head game

Sheets will be saturated with cum stains

I’m a Pisces which makes me a natural born freak

I packs stamina, have you screamin “Daddy fuck me harder”

I will take that pussy……and after I am thru

I will light an L up…..and crack open a can of brew…..

So what’s it going to be mami……If you scared, then I won’t come thru

The balls in your court sweety, I can tell you needy, so what’s it going to be

Tell me….do you wanna fuck……Cause I damn sho’ wanna fuck you……

What’s it gonna be………

Copyright©2011 Roberto Denaro Styles

Passions rumblings unleashed.............

Your body….Hmm

Ready to plunge my throbbin shaft

Soak me your seas of wetness

I know you got a bone to pick

As I plunge the deep of your warm invites

Enticed by your thighs, the way we lock eyes

The stare you give off, creates intense flares

Lift those legs….yeah give me a sign for victory

As I thrust you, you walls clench

Shit boo…..Ready to give you every inch

Of this good ass dick, as bump, we grind

Moanin, breathin, verbalizing at fever pitch

I know how you like it, as we bone

Back and forth, we talk shit……

Ready to fuck you so hard, and I know you ready

Scratching my back, screaming while you call me daddy

Sooo damn wet, gyrating my pelvic, drenched by your wet wet

Stroking my girth inside your walls, mating calls we heed

Giving you what you sooo badly need, pumpin in and out

Skins slappin, ass smackin…..Yeah boo, came to do what I do

Our bodies drenched in sweat, giving you my dictations

The fixation of your eyes, as I cradle your thighs

This will be a night that we will never forget…….

Forget all the stress and worries of the day…..

Cream all over this shaft, massaging that G spot

Damn girl…..you got that good ass shit…..

Hop on top of me…Yeah, that’s it…bounce on this hard ass dick

Move them hips up and down, as we engage….

Round One….In the kitchen

Round Two….In the bathroom

Round Three….on the balcony

Round Four…..On the staircases

Bumpin and Sweatin, letting off screams

While we exchange fuck faces…….

Traces of saliva as I bit those hard nipples

You everything and more than I could expect

Bend your over as I stand behind you

Tugging to your hair, slapping that ass

You know how I like it rough

But you had a surprise for me

Back in the bedroom….

Yeah, you know you like that kinky stuff

Broke out the chocolates, the strawberries

The blindfolds, accompanied with the handcuffs

See….I know we both control freaks…

Covered in chocolate and whip cream

Everything a man could dream

You give that good shit……

We can go at it all night long…….

Have me daydreaming all day

How you creamin for me

Daydreamin how much I want to fuck you……..

Copyright(c)2011 Roberto Denaro Styles

Moments Everlasting...........

As we enter the realms of pleasures palace

A wonderous malice we partake in

Warrant me your advances

I shall suffice, providing all you need

As I feast upon your wanting flesh

Our mouths part, our tongue mating nuptials

For every taste, for every touch

The smooth of your caramel skin

I shall never sever as I weather

The delightful of your tasty entrée

I feast upon you like exquisite cuisine

The serving you provide

With a cherry on top

Seasoning our recipe

With the wet of our every kiss

Our bodies collide

Two forces divorcing all laws of nature

Engulfed these intense wants

Flames we breed to kindle

Stimulations relieved

We touch

We breath

Intense magnetism 

Tugging my gravitational pulls

Each serving prepared

I engage your full course

Toiling my tongue

Nibbling your lobes

Gliding gently down your neck

Intense moans you whisper

The thick of my girth shifts

My heart thunders

As I relish your sweetened salivations

Our bodies gyrate in unison

Loath me your silent cries

Hollow sighs you inhale

I commence dictation

Countless moments shared intimately

To show you in so many ways…..

On this night…..How much I’m into you…..

To be continued…….

Copyright©2011 Roberto Denaro Styles