it’s not about baseball

i rode your balls

sweating out the lust

with these hips

in swing

and gyrating

and bouncing.

you play it safe,

let me do my thing

until it’s time to

slide out from underneath

and in the pitch dark

your body weighed heavy.

that’s when things went south

and you gave me a foul smirk

i never said you could cum in me.

@Finder

Not sure if this is allowed to be an adult poem or not. If not remove it.