- Erotic Poetry
- Mating Dance
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Click hereMating Dance
She lay supine upon my bed,
A smile upon her lips.
The gentle slope of her firm breasts,
Her curving shapely hips.
I gazed upon her treasure,
A wonder to behold.
Worth more than any plunder,
Worth more to me than gold.
She gently whispered to me,
"The time has come, my man,
To take me to the places
Where I have never been."
I kissed her lips so tender,
I looked into her soul.
And then I took my pecker
And slammed it in her hole!
- COMMENTS
Baba8almost 16 years agoa sensitive and caring piece that i,m sure will find a home on the shit house wall of Blueberry Hill soloon. the next step is fame when they publish their T-shirt. possible path leading to getting footprints on the walk of fame. seduction during the mating porcess was set up very nicely for the grand slam.
