Girls and Hogs

I like chicks on bikes,

Girlish ones, with pigtails

Flaring out of hard-headed

Helmets,

Sleek and slight

Curvy bodies

Startling,

A piston-pumping

Hog.

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Vibrating every inch

Of her

Body,

Delicate but deceivingly strong,

Taming the hardness,

The danger

Caressing just under

Her buttocks.

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She strokes the throttle

And lets it explode

Down the road.

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If sex be an addiction,

I gladly succumb to it

Only wishing to be a

Hog between some

Girlish-driving legs,

Her tempting hands

Squeezing and letting go,

Gripping and commanding

My trigger.