Content Warning : Do you want to continue?
This poem contains content which some readers may find disturbing.
It is unsuitable for children or anyone who is easily offended.
YES
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
I am over 18 years old, I have been warned and I still want to read this poem.
NO
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
I don't want to read this type of content, take me back to the previous page.
deepundergroundpoetry.com
Dinner date
May I take this opportunity to wish you all a fantastic Christmas and a joyous New Year. Thank you for your continued support
Love and light
Ron xx
Dinner date
Tie me down to the kitchen table, let me be your Christmas feast, devour me at your pleasure, show me your culinary sexual beast
Eat me from head to toe, leave bite marks on my skin, I want to be your plaything through this festive night of sin
Give me a good basting let me be your delicious Christmas meal, do with me what you like, show me that your kinks are real
I will be the main meal, I'm hoping you will be our dinners sweet, I want to have my way with you, I'm ravenous for your meat
Feasting on our bodies, who knew Christmas could be such fun, we can start on a Christmas eve and finish when the kinky Christmas time is done
You sucking on my cliterus, drinking my pussy's delicious wine, me worshipping your erect manhood, things will be devine
So I hope your starving for me, as for me I just cannot wait, at last it's Christmas eve and I am your dinner date
Ron
Love and light
Ron xx
Dinner date
Tie me down to the kitchen table, let me be your Christmas feast, devour me at your pleasure, show me your culinary sexual beast
Eat me from head to toe, leave bite marks on my skin, I want to be your plaything through this festive night of sin
Give me a good basting let me be your delicious Christmas meal, do with me what you like, show me that your kinks are real
I will be the main meal, I'm hoping you will be our dinners sweet, I want to have my way with you, I'm ravenous for your meat
Feasting on our bodies, who knew Christmas could be such fun, we can start on a Christmas eve and finish when the kinky Christmas time is done
You sucking on my cliterus, drinking my pussy's delicious wine, me worshipping your erect manhood, things will be devine
So I hope your starving for me, as for me I just cannot wait, at last it's Christmas eve and I am your dinner date
Ron
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 273
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.