- Erotic Poetry
- She sells Seashells
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There by the ocean she cleans her shells,
she rubs her clam, parts her scallops and massages her green lipped muscles with fiery beard,
Her body drips with dewy fervour as her pussy quakes with need,
Dripping its foam like the waves brushing the beach,
She sells seashells by the seashore a dusky beauty wanting more.
- COMMENTS
HungBigBenover 3 years agoHello, I hope you are well. I enjoyed your poetry...and I too could have used the screen name MobyDick...ElephantMan...KingAnaconda...lol. And we seem to like some of the same stories. Take care. Ben
Anonymousover 4 years agoshe had speech impediment. Aside from the borrowed children's rhyme, there are some nice erotic lines in here. Why not rework this into a horny mermaid or bring it to climax, maybe with an eel used as a dildo?
