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Feel Me
feel me feel me feel me touch
you with my feelings much
the same as I touch you
feel me with your fingers too
feel me feel me kiss your lips
kiss your tits and kiss your clit
kiss and slip my tongue into
the pleasure cave that's inside you
'
hold me hold me hold my cock
rub and squeeze and do not stop
rub yourself with me down where
your love juices scent the air
show me show me everything
you desire to show and swing
your breasts on hands and knees
as back and forth on me you squeeze
feel me feel me feeling you
feeling me both feeling too
we are lovers all is past
we both know our love will last
you with my feelings much
the same as I touch you
feel me with your fingers too
feel me feel me kiss your lips
kiss your tits and kiss your clit
kiss and slip my tongue into
the pleasure cave that's inside you
'
hold me hold me hold my cock
rub and squeeze and do not stop
rub yourself with me down where
your love juices scent the air
show me show me everything
you desire to show and swing
your breasts on hands and knees
as back and forth on me you squeeze
feel me feel me feeling you
feeling me both feeling too
we are lovers all is past
we both know our love will last
Published 19th Aug 2015
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19th Aug 2015 8:20pm
i liked that. the formula was simple and direct. no misunderstandings what so ever.
19th Aug 2015 9:57pm
Tactile poem. Favourite verse (for turn of phrase and its description of the doggy position) - penultimate one.
