by patric
hey patric I could hear your voice in this--
grit and grind and hiss through teeth
think about this:
"Shoved it in and heard her squeal
Said she knew I was the real deal"
is too soft and easy for this poem. this bitch would not say "real deal" and squeal is too high pitched and cute for this poem
also don't turn this into sex ed. please. it is a buzz kill unless you were going for the public service announcement just let these two fuck each other silly
we know about condoms, but fantasy fucking through reading a poem has no room for condoms or unwanted pregnancy
and put that cock in the bitches mouth
you know she wants it there
I only say these things because I liked this poem and its youthful rhythm and I am in the mood for knuckles through plaster this morning