Bed

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my bed is messy and smelly after sex
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TiaSlut
TiaSlut
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My bed, once clean and crisp,
Now a disheveled, lustful abyss.
Sweat and stains and sticky mess,
Evidence of our hot, wild caress.

The scent is vile, pungent and strong,
Yet it turns me on, keeps me clinging on.
I lay here, basking in the aftermath,
Not bothering to clean up the path.

It feels like an extension of our passion,
The sweat and stains, a true confession.
I close my eyes, inhale the aroma,
Sex and filth, my new diploma.

This bed, once a place for sleep,
Now a place for desire so deep.
I don't want to erase the evidence,
Of our hot, steamy, wild romance.

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