- Erotic Poetry
- Smell of her cunt
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His desire grew as she shifted in her seat,
The smell of her cunt made his heart skip a beat.
Lost in a haze of lust and temptation,
He couldn't resist the sweet sensation.
Her legs crossed and uncrossed, a tantalizing tease,
His cock hardened, begging for release.
Ignoring the movie, his focus on her,
The scent of her arousal, so raw and pure.
With quiet stealth, he made his move,
A gentle touch to make her groove.
Her reaction, a shudder and a sigh,
As he brought her pleasure, making her fly.
He couldn't resist, his hand between her thighs,
Feeling her wetness, the ultimate prize.
As she gasped and moaned, he knew he had won,
His own release coming undone.
Leaving quietly, he whispered a thank you,
For the scent of her cunt, a lingering brew.
His mind filled with thoughts of her,
As he left the theater, the smell of her allure.
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