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WHEN I HAVE SLIPPED OFF YOUR T-SHIRT
When I have slipped off your T-shirt,
I kiss upon your nipples pert,
in your arms you cradle my head,
draw your thighs into mine on bed
as we pose to do the lotus,
pleasing each other our focus,
I stir the lady gardening,
my manhood ever hardening
its tip rubbing upon your clit
before you guide it in your slit.
I kiss upon your nipples pert,
in your arms you cradle my head,
draw your thighs into mine on bed
as we pose to do the lotus,
pleasing each other our focus,
I stir the lady gardening,
my manhood ever hardening
its tip rubbing upon your clit
before you guide it in your slit.
Published 24th Feb 2023
Author's Note
inspired by the picture accompanying Lady Fancy's Every Hair on your Body I Will Raise.... Could be read as a male response to her poem. and caption to the picture (shown here).
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Anonymous
24th Feb 2023 11:25am
Honored you were inspired to write!
Well done !
I have never been a rhyming person but I do enjoy the flow of it!
Well done !
I have never been a rhyming person but I do enjoy the flow of it!
25th Feb 2023 9:28pm
Omg that photo. Once the titties come out it’s hard for me to focus.
The fucking Lotus position… yeeess. So fucking luxurious. Well executed movement of a kicksss position
And titties!
The fucking Lotus position… yeeess. So fucking luxurious. Well executed movement of a kicksss position
And titties!
