- Erotic Poetry
- Open Up Your Mouth, Sweetie Pie
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Legal soul, daddy’s got a present for you.
Open up your mouth, sweetie pie,
don’t shy away from your little desires.
Little desires! How can I call them trite?
Open up those tiny lips, pink and small.
Daddy questions how you are so tight.
The mouth of your mouth, the mouth
of your sex, either is content for daddy:
Both are wet and snug and quite fit
for something nasty, thick, and creamy.
Legal soul, barely beyond eighteen,
how is it you are so experienced?
How is it that you know what to do?
A sleeve, a compartment, a glove
for daddy’s joy. Daddy marvels
at this little place to call his own.
Let daddy slide inside of your shores,
so tropical and oozing, such a sleeve
for daddy’s hardness, and oh, how
a lifetime in paradise could not compare.
