Erotic PoetryA is for AnalA is for Anal.
Never quite banal.
Tearing my soul
With steaming pole.
Ass for your taking
But first, my puss baking.
Teased to my core
Makes me want more.
Always, you want me.
Your eyes, they will see
My back, it bends
To meet our ends.
Anytime, the clock chimes
I can feel your cock climb.
"Rollover, baby", you entreat.
Delightful that stiff heat.
Anywhere tomorrow
I may need to borrow
Some time, recalling this
Our dirty, sweaty bliss.
"Animal!" some say to you.
Wonderful, I tell them true.
Ready, so soon, my studly man?
Catch me, please, if you can.
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