a poem by David E. Oprava
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reach down deep Georgia but not touching, yet spread your legs wide, petal mmmmmm If you want me to fuck you, mouth yes mmmmmm, calla lily did I say touch your clit? not yet not yet you look lovely aroused stamen stiff sexy want to touch? nod if so lick your finger yessssss now rub slowly mmmmm want to lick your body your lips, thighs, toes, horned skull tongue running you with faraway brushes slippery fingers paint over such a wet bud sanding every part of your body mmmmmm nibbling kissing sucking tasting a lens fucking your desert thigh, clit rub against Stieglitz, wetness, touch, as you rub kissing your ass, licking your open-sky anus moaning inside you hot thick wet as you rub, click. |