Erotic PoetryMustachesWhen I see a man and he looks pretty good
I first look at under his nose.
If he has a mustache, then he is a guy
For whom I would rip off my clothes.
It's not that I don't like a cock that is big
Or fingers that fondle my slit.
The action I favor is tongues in my cunt
And mustaches tickling my clit.
So if you're a guy with no hair on your face,
Though you may be hung like an ox,
Go 'way cuz I want a mustachioed man
To bury his face in my box.
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