- Erotic Poetry
- Addiction
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Do you think that I don't notice how you lust for me?
You're under my sweet spell and so will never more be free.
Think about my tits, my ass, this pussy warm and wet -
Then stroke your cock because that hand is all you'll ever get!
Oh, poor thing, you're so turned on, your cock's so hot, on fire!
Too bad that that's my gift to you, unsatisfied desire.
Am I cruel to do such things, to drive you mad with need?
And do you wish I'd use my tongue to make you spill your seed?
Free your cock and show me what it is you wish I'd do,
Then watch me laugh and walk away - abandoned, oh poor you!
Face the truth, addicted soul, I know you to the core -
The more I tease your poor hard prick the more you'll beg for more.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 3 years agoWish it was longer. Consider turn this poem into a multi-chapter story.
