- Erotic Poetry
- FuckDrunk
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In the haze of lust and desire,
I find myself fuckdrunk with fire.
My limbs limp, my throat dry,
Lost in the throes of carnal high.
I ride him on the sofa with a craving need,
Feeling the panic in his eyes as I plead.
On the kitchen counter, head resting low,
Watching him thrust, feeling the lust grow.
In a whirlwind of passion and need,
My mind too clouded to take the lead.
I long for a repertoire of moves to impress,
But in the moment, all I can do is confess.
Babbling and begging, in a frenzy I plea,
For more, harder, deeper, set me free.
Lost in the ecstasy of orgasmic bliss,
I am fuckdrunk, mind adrift in abyss.
As we collapse onto the bed, spent and worn,
I beg for his cum, all dignity torn.
Spewing out words in a fervent plea,
For his release to fill me with glee.
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