- Erotic Poetry
- There must be one...
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There must be one.
I haven't cum across her yet.
That loves a man in fishnets.
It makes her wet?
What color would they be?
Pink? Red? White or Black?
Would they be stockings?
Crotchless?
Line running up the back...
But why stop at fishnets?
Corsets are nice!
With bone ribbing and leather.
Cinched breathlessly tight.
Paired with a short slutty skirt!
Pleated PVC.
The black shimmers like a wet moonless night.
Six inch Stilleto's.
Painted polished nails.
Plump pouty lips.
You tremble as their hand slides behind.
You feel muscle in the arm the hands strong grip.
Fale lashes. Hair tied back.
Intertwined and braided with silky satin sashes.
Would it excite you to know under the skirt what might be?
Your hand touches thigh.
Feminine and soft.
Your hand moves swiftly.
To A bulge in the crotch
Your fingers grip two big balls and a cock.
Not a girl at all!
Now you know!
Down your spine runs a shiver
Your clit tingles.
Your pussy quivers
You smile and squeeze.
Her cock starts to grow....
Wanna
