tagErotic PoetryThe Teacher

The Teacher


The time is now, you'll teach me how.
Learn the ways of new, keep it fun and true.

Embrace my whole body, teach me how too be naughty.
Talk slowly and I'll follow you closely.

What to do now, you'll show me how.
How many hands do I need or just my mouth for speed.

Standing or kneeling, which would be more appealing?
How far will I go, your hands in my hair will show.

Now it's up and on top, as I begin to rock.
Now I know how hard to press, you've started ripping my dress.

Gripping and lifting at your peak, you're unable to speak.
The teacher is understood, the student has done good.

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