- Erotic Poetry
- slow headed
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Click hereAnd as my cheeks brushed against the inners of his thighs,
And my chin was met with a stiffened rise,
I could hear his muffled Puppy type cries,
Using the narrow of my nose, to trail up,
Causing a flexing of toes, the tension continues to grow,
Seeking his seed, with the warmest place for him to sow,
All senses and systems set on Go,
there is a blur where above meets below,
There is no preset course for My version of Slow,
Head-ed, rotational flows,
circulating,
Looking up holding that pose,
that confirms, she knows,
Moistened puckers,
transforming your muscle,
to a fudge sucker,
No hands,
your main vein demands,
Jerking out,
imitating a motion of I think I Can,
Poling down in a way,
you both understand,
The remnants of your cream,
stained on outer hand..
Slow Head-ed..
Because I've already been Vetted..
- COMMENTS
annaswirlsalmost 15 years agoHi! Your poem has been mentioned in the New Poetry Thread: http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=254157&page=136
