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While We Were Both Posing Nude For Art Class
It was while we were both posing
nude for art class that I had
suddenly felt her hand
going down my leg
and to this one
certain stiff
rod of
mine.
nude for art class that I had
suddenly felt her hand
going down my leg
and to this one
certain stiff
rod of
mine.
Published 3rd Jul 2019
Author's Note
This octet poem is about what happens between a pair of models while they pose nude in art class.
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