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Bent.
Bent over,
this ass would put the full moon to shame.
Wetness glistening between my thighs,
and you’re the one to blame.
You draw near,
intrigued,
like a moth to a flame.
Mesmerized by my center,
here is your prize,
awaiting your claim.
So what are you waiting for?
Here I am, on bended knee,
showcasing my most prized possession,
and doing so with glee;
All my assets, are wide open,
for only you to see.
- Poetic Gawdess
this ass would put the full moon to shame.
Wetness glistening between my thighs,
and you’re the one to blame.
You draw near,
intrigued,
like a moth to a flame.
Mesmerized by my center,
here is your prize,
awaiting your claim.
So what are you waiting for?
Here I am, on bended knee,
showcasing my most prized possession,
and doing so with glee;
All my assets, are wide open,
for only you to see.
- Poetic Gawdess
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