- Erotic Poetry
- Incest Honeymoon
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Ah.....
What profuseness, I shudder,
String pearls brewed in your honor,
Fresh from daddy's loin,
Of speedy to stick lucent kind,
Don't cringe from whiteness pure,
Submit to its ordaining allure
Load after load from penile muzzle,
Forming at your belly a musky puddle,
I squeeze the dripping globs of sperm,
Watching you naked, writhe and squirm ,
Help yourself to a savouring dip,
Slip it between your rosy lips,
My vigor is gathering force already,
My wife is calling "breakfast is ready"
Shall we in the bedroom remain hidden?
Or shall we just fuck in the kitchen?
Bear near your pretty face,
Lest this concoction go to waste,
You're past being reserved and squeamish,
Receive it now plentiful and creamish,
While I yoke it onwards with relentless strokes,
Swallow whole, don't splutter or choke,
Paternal pride swells as I view my girl,
Spunk on her hair such pretty pearls,
Wedding bells are still distant, until then
Postpone engagements with stranger men
Hang up your bouquet for what comes next,
Sessions with your dad of frantic sex.
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