- Erotic Poetry
- The Club
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The rsvp's were many. The turn out expected to be great.
Excitement building by all. Anticipation so thick one could touch it.
The day is upon us. The sun goes down.
Texts fly back and forth. "Let's do this," they say in a group text.
Horns blazing, tires screeching, brakes squealing.
Engines turn off, car doors slam shut.
Excitement is in the air. Hugs galore, kisses on cheeks, smacks on asses.
We enter "The Club."
All is quiet except for muted sounds coming from the play area. We peek around the corner to see some blood play going on.
"Oh, this is going to be a fun night," we squeal.
Clothes come off. Lingerie goes on. Toys come out.
Pussies moisten. Cocks harden.
We enter the play room.
Screams of horror. Terrifying sights. Blood everywhere.
"OH NO, ZOMBIES!!!!!!!!" we scream.
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