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Click hereYou slid into my DMs, with your big Doc Martins on
Serenaded my heart with your Troubadour song
Romanced me with words, you aroused so much
Just had to meet, to feel assured tender touch
Not as tall as you vowed, a fib I quickly forgot
Pure rockstar confidence makes up for a lot
First kiss, toes curled, melted, so in your thrall
Willing to give my flower, willing to give you it all
Burst into my world, now thrust into hot wet core
Soft beard on thighs, tongue inside, I’m your whore
Fingers in your hair, refuse you the luxury of breathing
Back arches in the air, stiff nippled breasts heaving
Coming in waves, you risk drowning in my wetness
I’m done, but you press fingers, such expert deftness
Treat my clit like guitar, strumming new tune to my ears
Replace tongue with your shaft, rubbing out virgin fears
I love your meter and rhythm, and that with your word choices being new and unusual, you take an act that is very commonplace and make it metaphysical.