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Forecast for tonight......WET
I moan because it's hurting
I call it sex,and pain
I checked the forecast down below
and it's about to RAIN
I feel the wetness coming
right between my thighs
I scream your name
to ease the pain
that's showing in my eyes
you notice and pull back gently
then stop,but I say no
I pull you close
whisper in your ear
"Baby,take it slow."
I call it sex,and pain
I checked the forecast down below
and it's about to RAIN
I feel the wetness coming
right between my thighs
I scream your name
to ease the pain
that's showing in my eyes
you notice and pull back gently
then stop,but I say no
I pull you close
whisper in your ear
"Baby,take it slow."
Published 10th Jan 2017
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Anonymous
10th Jan 2017 3:03pm
Gentle advice is always best. :-)
10th Jan 2017 10:31pm
To poet AGAIN,you CLEARLY missed the whole point of my poem,so read it AGAIN.
and YOU read ONNNNNNNNNNNNN!
and YOU read ONNNNNNNNNNNNN!
10th Jan 2017 7:17pm
11th Jan 2017 7:05pm
It's nothing like introducing a virgin to the world of sex for the first time.
12th Jan 2017 11:52am
Very vivid imagery here. Pagan desires in the midst of pleasurable pain. #thepiercing
