- Erotic Poetry
- An Utterly Perfect Mess
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He gingerly strung a rope around my hips.
Threading it between my legs, pulling tight.
Slapping my clit and placing a wand,
He kissed my nose and smiled devilishly
Whispered in my ear, and he was out the door.
As he left, he uttered a few words…
You will be a perfect mess baby.
He shut the door, and my mind exploded
Like those fireworks on July fourth,
Swirling with passion, arousal, and pulsing
Uncontrollably. For hours.
My brain turned off, my body was in heaven.
Slut heaven.
When he returned, I was there.
Unconscious… a perfect mess.
Dripping in cum and little beads of passion.
That was his idea of perfection,
And it was mine too.
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