- Erotic Poetry
- My Waistline
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My body he worships,
Like a temple I am the altar,
The soft caresses of his touch,
This warm sweet embrace,
Gentle kisses upon my neck
His tongue between my cheeks,
My body he wants it,
Ogling me up and down,
His eyes resting at my waistline,
Need and urge written upon him,
He's planning something,
Planning to take it from me,
My own are plans to keep it
But he wants to possess me,
Make me his property,
My body he one day will have,
Every day he will invade it,
Fuck me and push it in my arse,
Depositing his seed within
Planting it and waiting,
Willing them to swim and swim,
Resting his hands on my hips,
My now expanding waistline,
My body has been impregnated,
That bastard has in fact bred me,
I look down and my breasts are leaking,
He licks his lips and latches on one
Sucking hard calling me names
Fucking my cunt with his hand,
He looks at my belly & grins,
Telling me to keep growing,
Daddy wants a healthy baby.....
Written by DMD
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