Sexual Outlet (a challenge poem)
I see you, my face gets flush thoughts of your body make me blush. Thinking of our bodies thrusting in time blowing more than just your mind. sucking fucking making it wet moaning groaning sexual outlet. Your hands roaming, your lips on my breasts as I run my hands over more than your chest. Your dick is so hard, and feeling so fine I can't wait to feel it, in this pussy of mine. licking sticking fucking in time doggy style, me on top, don't forget 69. The orgasm building, ready to explode waiting to feel it when you shoot your load. filling me full, as our juices they flow Ready for the next, chance to let go.The Challenge: Write a sexual poem in the most detail you can get, it must ryhme, and can be vulgar. I didn't win, but at least I tried! :) Written December 31st, 2001 © on Dec 30 2001 07:58 PM PST, Deborah Wolz 18 • 0 • 16
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"I see you, my face gets flush ..."