- Erotic Poetry
- Hijabi Versus Butch Lesbian
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“Hmm, your lips taste good, Marty,” says I, Karissa,
Everyone’s favorite brown-skinned Hijabi,
As I grab a tough Butch Lesbian,
Press her against the bathroom wall,
And look into her eyes.
“Karissa, you’re one feisty Femme,” Marty replies,
I smile at the short-haired, tomboyish blonde,
And pinch her tits,
Smile as I watch her try not to scream.
I can be so gentle it hurts.
I can be so mean it drives you insane.
A Hijabi in a long skirt,
The epitome of Islamic femininity,
Can also be freaky.
I pull down Marty’s pants,
Work my fingers into her pussy,
I bring those fingers to my lips,
Hmm, Butch lesbian pussy tastes good.
Toss Marty on the bathroom floor.
Sit on her boyish face.
Order the Butch slut to eat my pussy.
And she absolutely complies.
I moan happily,
Loving her tongue inside my cunt,
Riding that face while moaning,
Until I cum.
Glorious.
Marty and I exit the bathroom.
She’s acting boyish and chivalrous,
The epitome of Butch lesbianism.
I smack her ass.
In front of everyone.
Butch doesn’t mean tough.
Femme doesn’t mean weak.
Hijabi women like me are fearless.
Cross us at your own risk.
You’ve been warned.
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