- Erotic Poetry
- Pissing in the Sink (Part 2)
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I step up to the edge of the sink,
Feeling the thrill, the forbidden brink.
I lift my skirt, let go the inhibitions,
Caught up in his twisted visions.
I let the warm stream flow,
Joining his in the sink below.
His eyes watch, filled with delight,
As I mimic his daring sight.
I feel the rush of adrenaline,
This act of rebellion, a deadly sin.
But in this moment, I don’t care,
I’ll do anything for him, anywhere.
I let it go, the release so sweet,
Feeling the heat beneath my feet.
In this intimate, unconventional display,
I'm lost in the game we both play.
His dark eyes, his wicked grin,
I'm caught in his web, deep within.
I love him, though it's unrequited,
But in this moment, I'm ignited.
Together in this taboo act,
Bound by a strange, unspoken pact.
In this strange, twisted dance,
I'm lost in his daring, dangerous trance.
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