- Erotic Poetry
- Wicked Love
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Click hereA lustful Mistress, clad in black leather,
A passionate Master, draped in cold chain,
Titans at War, determining whether,
Master or Mistress will give or take pain.
Sharp as a whip-crack, her fingernails tear,
At the soft, white skin of the Master's thighs;
Clutching a handful of the Mistress' hair,
He pounds her tight ass 'til there's tears in her eyes.
Together the two of them tumble and roil,
Their bodies agleam with their spit and their sweat,
Madness and frenzy as their passions boil,
Leaving them cum-drenched, exhausted and wet.
Such wicked lovers, such delicious sin,
Neither can wait 'til they tangle again.
- COMMENTS
Miss Oatlashalmost 20 years agoI am The Mutt's Mistress, but you can join us if you're worthy. There's always room for more in our bed.
