- Erotic Poetry
- My Lunchtime Queen
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I wish I may,
I wish I might,
Come home for lunch,
And see this sight.
Her naked butt
Stuck in the air,
Kneels on the couch,
Our leather chair.
Her hands reach back
To spread each cheek.
A soft, firm voice
Says, "Please fuck me."
Stick in my tongue,
And take a whiff.
Her firm, round ass,
My dick is stiff.
I plunge it in.
I strike it deep.
She keeps repeating
"Please fuck me."
First time its soft.
But she grows loud.
I worry that
She'll draw a crowd.
I keep humping.
Pounding her bum.
She keeps repeating,
Until I come.
A fantasy hope.
A midday dream.
My naked wife.
My lunchtime queen.
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