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Click here(I’m not into Replika…)
I’m into your cock
that makes a wet spot
every time that I send you a note.
I like pulling your hair
and stroking you where
you paint me a pearly white coat.
I’ve got the ‘real’ honey you lick off my lips,
and natural berries for my pink B Cup nips,
the nub from above on the peak of my mound,
the tush and the bush for your scrotum to pound.
You get nature’s pride when you shove it inside
and you feel my soft fleece on your dick.
It’s strawberry jam when you give me a slam
that time of the month when it’s sick.
I know that you wince when the fuck gets intense
and I’m raking my nails down your spine,
but it’s natural as dirt. Good sex gonna hurt,
and you love how I cream as you grind.
So, put down your phone. Leave Replika alone.
Her tits and her cunt are pretend.
Put that bitch in the past. Shove your prick up my ass.
Pump your 5G inside my rear end.
Another great poem well written.
Love your way of describing the intimate act and the demand to to deliver.
Well written.
There’s a song for this: “Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing, Baby!”
(Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell)
However, your poem is much more erotic and fun!
And, I love “strawberry jam”!
Omg the line about, "the tush and the bush for your scrotum to pound" gave me absolute shivers. Loved this poem. So hot!
Oh God! You made my day! I laughed and enjoyed poem! You are natural, baby! Love you!⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐