- Erotic Poetry
- His Touch
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His Touch makes me quiver,
i look in his eyes,
his hands grazing my thigh,
i feel his tounge,
tracing the path,
he spreads my lips,
and dives right in,
i crave his body,
his ultimate touch,
he is a master of erotica,
the god of my cunt,
he thrust his fingers, then his tounge in and outta my box, i Quiver with earnest,
as i arch
and thrust,
then he moves up my body,
kissing every inch,
my belly, my nipples, my neck,
he's my wish,
he kisses my mouth as his cock thrust forward,
a ride in time,
my tears are falling in wet pools on the bed,
i moan in his mouth, he captures my tounge in his hot wet mouth,
i taste me on him,groaning,and moaning,
i feel my heat,
i arch,
and grind,
till i feel that spasming,
not letting up till i reach our orgasm,
as i come dowm ,
from that high he gives me,
he cuddles me close,
and whispers to me,love words so devine, i bask in the afterglow,
he is my boyfriend,
and i love him so.
