tagErotic PoetryHis voice is pure foreplay

His voice is pure foreplay


An instrument for His pleasure
warming wet holes await
aching to receive His gift
wholeness/oneness with Him

she serves for His pleasure
a slut for His needs
a target for His whips
a canvas for His marks

His voice is pure foreplay
strong, but understanding hands
His tongue, sweet torture
His cock, her nirvana

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