- Erotic Poetry
- A slap, a tickle and a grope
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A slap, a tickle and a grope.
Our eyes connect across the room,
people pass in front of us.
Eye contact not broken.
I raise a toast at the drink you sent,
Off you come to approach me.
I leave with a backward glance.
In the room your hand sliding down my front,
your other busy squeezing my tit.
I dedicate my moans to you
as I grind against your pole.
Off come my clothes,
naked as sin.
You slap my cheek to make it come alive,
its pink now, to match my full lips.
I get some dedication of my own
as I slide you inside of my face.
Off comes your wedding ring,
My play thing for tonight
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 6 years agoExcellent poem really gets me going and I want to read more ...
