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Saturday Morning Erotica With Coffee
Saturday morning erotica,
with coffee, black
and pictures black and white.
Cool air through the window,
lingering smell of last night’s rain.
A picture says a thousand words,
or maybe makes,
made thousands cum.
Come to google with a query,
Seek and hunt-
I like what I get when I type
‘his hand on her cunt erotica.’
Panties pulled aside
and fingers expertly placed...
And from behind - so in control.
Commanding a fucking orgasm.
(Something about a man’s hands.)
Lady lips throb
without a single touch.
Nipples harden,
as I imagine them sucked.
Thouroughly.
Autumn wind makes me shiver.
My cool fingers reach below.
with coffee, black
and pictures black and white.
Cool air through the window,
lingering smell of last night’s rain.
A picture says a thousand words,
or maybe makes,
made thousands cum.
Come to google with a query,
Seek and hunt-
I like what I get when I type
‘his hand on her cunt erotica.’
Panties pulled aside
and fingers expertly placed...
And from behind - so in control.
Commanding a fucking orgasm.
(Something about a man’s hands.)
Lady lips throb
without a single touch.
Nipples harden,
as I imagine them sucked.
Thouroughly.
Autumn wind makes me shiver.
My cool fingers reach below.
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