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To the bed, she gaspingly said
Unable to hold her awkward position
Draped over her treasure trunk of jewels

My lower back will give out from pain
Continuing on as we do with
My legs over your shoulders
Your guest firmly wedged and plunging
Momentarily forgetting I have a vagina
That is wanting for the pleasure of you too

Thrust harder lest you fall out and
All rhythm will be lost to the tide
I would die to miss the experience
Of the waves
Coming repeatedly
To shore

Don't stop and I'll reward you
With a full tongued kiss
Just the way you like it

Bellisimo!


This poem is my re-translation of a poem of the same name by Pietro Aretino, an Italian Poet (20 April 1492 ā€“ 21 October 1556).

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
BEAUTY BEING IN THE EYES

and also the mind of lust, TK U MLJ LV NV

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