- Erotic Poetry
- Tasks On My Thighs
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In his presence, I stand,
Skirt up, pen in his command.
Across my skin, the nib does glide,
As words appear, I cannot hide.
My thighs, they tingle, feeling wet,
As he writes, a naughty bet.
Thoughts of pleasure fill my mind,
His tongue, so tempting, I hope to find.
With a grin, he stops and gazes,
His work complete, in awe he gazes.
"Enjoy the weekend," he softly speaks,
My arousal growing, my desire peaks.
"Read it aloud," he says with cheer,
I bend, I whisper, words so clear.
On each thigh, his list has grown,
Fulfilling desires, in actions unknown.
Fuck mouth
Peg nipples
Beat ass
Fuck cunt
Mark thighs
Cum on tits
To fuck my mouth, my nipples to peg,
My ass to be beaten, my cunt to beg.
To mark my thighs, to cum on my tits,
Each desire written, my excitement persists.
He hands me the pen, a task to be done,
To cross them out, one by one.
I take his gift, my duty, my role,
To surrender myself, to let pleasure unfold.
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