Before She Bursts Poem by James McLain

He first carries all the chest to her in two shaking hands,
massages those twin tips so very,
carefully how it feels leather strong under the soft skin.
As she makes the white poppies with pain,
it slurped so and loudly he cried but.
Hands between them both are reached,
lips carried one of her nipples to that hand.
He so looked the other way, she saw.
He'd rather this than he is being in a year, making awaken,
him himself and painfully felt that it reaches the point
where so it stands.
He squeezes out the nipple she is calmly, pulls in the lower part.
The nipples so to him, the flow where milk is thin,
as it erupted, the being she brought up which it stands.
He seized to squeeze the nipple for the second time,
the ' It actualizes.
Leaves there was for that a tender word is much.
This is the time for all good men to come to the aid of there country nows the time, the jet aircraft, the milk to be much stronger.
The empty nest it starts to blow, almost.
The heaving chest to which is added by and whom the buckets, heaving point.
Enjoyed the enemy more this a little.
She awakes then came from rescue, more with joy, allotted him.