- Erotic Poetry
- In His Grip
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Kneeling at your feet, I am
your honored pet.
The taste of you, the smell
of you, I want to serve.
Mouth open, a swipe of wet
tongue across my lips.
I want you right there so
I can show you my need.
Your hard grip on the back
of my head.
One hard, meaningful thrust
inside.
Like a tight wet pussy, I
squeeze you.
Past the ring of my throat
you fuck my mouth hard.
Drops on my tongue, I can
taste the sweet.
Give me more so I may
know true bliss.
Honor this sub with the
salt of your
satisfaction.
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