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Fishing

I could see him through
the ripples of the water

Getting his pole ready
teasing me,exciting me

He held it inches from
my inviting mouth

Tricking me he dipped
it in, letting it touch my lips

My tongue,already wet
wanting to taste it

And it happened, his pole
was inside me, I was caught
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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