How to be a Married Man's whore

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I know that you are married,
with a lovely wife and child.
But these things,
they don't seem to bother me,
as I can see how you are wild.

You are a wild, wild boy,
but you sure aren't a boy at all.
You are a man,
very big and very tall,
and you make me wonder why I fooled
with anyone at all.

I love fooling around with you,
in a car outside of town.
I sit it in your big lap,
and we talk and kiss so dirty,
so nasty, baby,
I know that we like it so nasty.

You are old enough to be my father,
and we are only interested in sex.
You want to use my body,
and I want to use your's.
I'm happy to be a married man's whore.

When we're in bed, you fuck me so hard,
you stretch my wet little slit
(you know it can only stretch so far).

When you're ready to cum,
I always want to suck on it for you,
and so I do that whenever you let me.
And when you let me, you say:
"That it's baby, I need it so bad,
my fat cock is all yours.
Your so good at sucking my cock,
you cock-sucking little whore."

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 16 years ago
Very hot poem

Thanks, baby...it made me very hot! Look me up sometime on literotica chat! "On the Highway to Hell" 48 yo married male...loved the poem

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