- Erotic Poetry
- My sextoy
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As I lay in bed at night,
My secret toys always in sight,
I feel their warmth against my skin,
And a rush of pleasure deep within.
Each one a different shape and size,
I love the variety they provide,
From the smooth and slender to the thick and wide,
And all the textures in between, oh my!
I start with a gentle buzz,
Making me tingle from my head to my toes,
Then I crank it up a notch or two,
And feel my arousal continue to grow.
Next comes the thrusting and the swirling,
As I dance and writhe and moan,
Lost in the sensations, nothing else is known,
But the pleasure that only my toys have shown.
Oh how I adore my little friends,
So reliable and always on hand,
Giving me pleasure when I need it most,
And bringing me to a climax so grand.
No shame in my game, no need to hide,
These toys bring me joy I can't deny,
And if loving them is wrong, I don't want to be right,
For my naughty little devil is oh so divine.
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