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- Erotic Poetry
- He Tore My Favorite Panties
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He tore my favorite panties
with desire, he'd lost control.
the sight of white ruffled lace
I'd worn to play the role.
I slyly lifted up my skirt
to give a schoolgirl's view
of virgin mound and pussy lips
only seen by few.
His eyes filled with desire
his cock began to rise
innocence was lost that day
amid my grownup cries.
He tore my favorite panties
he said he'd buy some more
We'll buy them by the dozens
I'll be his schoolgirl whore.
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