Submissions by QuEyz
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Poet Introduction
Im deep, southern, rugged, molasses, ties, black-rimmed glasses, sweaters, slacks, tims and pride. I ride on this kickin wave...
69: An Ode to T
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My Favorite Things: An Ode To 'T'
Silky black stockings with garters and trenches
Rabbits, whips, gags, and those leather pumps with spiked stitching
Cuffs for the bed post and ties for your feet
These are a few of my favorite things
Scratches and cuts, kisses after the lashes
Paddles and swings, dildos, both glass and the plastic
KY and Glide and the butt plug on the string
These are just some of my favorite things
Deep in the night and when no one’s insight
With my dick in hand
I stroke my dick rapidly…I’m almost there…then I squirt in the face of my man
Rabbits, whips, gags, and those leather pumps with spiked stitching
Cuffs for the bed post and ties for your feet
These are a few of my favorite things
Scratches and cuts, kisses after the lashes
Paddles and swings, dildos, both glass and the plastic
KY and Glide and the butt plug on the string
These are just some of my favorite things
Deep in the night and when no one’s insight
With my dick in hand
I stroke my dick rapidly…I’m almost there…then I squirt in the face of my man
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Sex
Sex…crimson in its tithe
Wanton admittance cries
Gasping feverishly
Whispers of skin on silk sheets
Body to body, tight and erotic
Riding...sighs
Near an orgasmic high
Legs entangled, sensational reaching
Mouths connected, fingertips teaching
Moans whimsical, deep and uncontrolled
Mating in the rawest of form, sealing two souls
Sex…crimson in its tithe
Wanton admittance cries
Wanton admittance cries
Gasping feverishly
Whispers of skin on silk sheets
Body to body, tight and erotic
Riding...sighs
Near an orgasmic high
Legs entangled, sensational reaching
Mouths connected, fingertips teaching
Moans whimsical, deep and uncontrolled
Mating in the rawest of form, sealing two souls
Sex…crimson in its tithe
Wanton admittance cries
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Having Fun
Heat, sweat
Soaked sheets
Mattress hanging off of the boxspring
Cracked headboard
Dissheveled nightstand
Torn pillows
Ripped thongs, thrown bras
Heavy sounds of fucking
The sweet scent of sex
Scratching, clawing
Biting, licking
Pulling, tugging
Pushing, squeezing
Holding, grinding
Banging
Almost there...
Shit, fuck
Ughhh....
Climax
Ahhh...
Soaked sheets
Mattress hanging off of the boxspring
Cracked headboard
Dissheveled nightstand
Torn pillows
Ripped thongs, thrown bras
Heavy sounds of fucking
The sweet scent of sex
Scratching, clawing
Biting, licking
Pulling, tugging
Pushing, squeezing
Holding, grinding
Banging
Almost there...
Shit, fuck
Ughhh....
Climax
Ahhh...
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ReFlectenz
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MISSING 8
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Him Different
Him was he before he understood His walk
So when he walked on, nobody took it for much of a surprise
It was His make and calling, His aid
Him could always crease so good and with so little too
And he stayed fresh, old spice nice
And peppermint was always on his breath
He was clean and His arm was too
But His lungs and His mind was not and Him was just fine with that and we had no choice but to be fine too
We had the problem with Him tho
Him not wanting to stay and Him not being able to
Him not protecting and teaching and Him not willing to learn Himself...
So when he walked on, nobody took it for much of a surprise
It was His make and calling, His aid
Him could always crease so good and with so little too
And he stayed fresh, old spice nice
And peppermint was always on his breath
He was clean and His arm was too
But His lungs and His mind was not and Him was just fine with that and we had no choice but to be fine too
We had the problem with Him tho
Him not wanting to stay and Him not being able to
Him not protecting and teaching and Him not willing to learn Himself...
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