Erotic Poetrysoft rhythmsplain white t-shirt
blue jeans
feet bare
sipping on wine
sitting on the floor
leaning on the loveseat
soft music
he enters the room
he takes off his shirt
takes off his pants
musical rhythms
bare feet
feet on the floor
flexing his knees
he holds my head
cradles my face
he holds my head
soft rhythms
I touch his cock
to soft rhythms
his cock grows
big growing bigger
swelling
large hard
I lick it
suck it
his thick cock
fills my mouth
he holds my head
cradles my face
he holds my head
I suck his big cock
to soft rhythms
his big hard cock
fills my mouth
I lick it
suck it
to soft rhythms
his thick hard cock
fills my mouth
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