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Brown Icicle Pt. 2: Melting Icicle Sex

Si. I love when she says my brown icicle thicc and round as a popsicle.
My chocolate melting lips are melting her frozen Twix caramel nipples. We french kiss alot--not just a little.

Her nalgas look like a round caramel crystal.
As I insert my brown shaft icicle a lil, grey rain drops on our outstanding dimensions drizzle.

Like Frost's fatality from Mortal Kombat 11, my brown "Ice Sculpture" rises in her split igloo walls.
Like Frost from Mortal Kombat 11, she spins in circles as I slide in seis. She is melting my round igloo balls.

As she is curved like an arched icy sculpture, she is my Ice queen; and I am her King like Mufassa.
As she slurs her words and gets low like a vulture, she liccs my ice cream; and I splash her--sling white lava.

J.I.P.S.
Written by JIPWriter1
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Author's Note
Every man should love himself mentally and physically. I build confidence and ego when I write erotic poems like this. I am also sharing from personal great sexual experiences I have had in the past. You should not read these poems of mine if you will get offended. I am an adult, and I also write adult content. Gracias for reading though, if you did!
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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