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Pull My Hair
Bend me over the arm of that chair
drive yourself into me roughly pull
my hair
Pound my soft wet flesh, I want
every inch
my juices run down your length, as
I begin to clinch
Dig your fingers in my hips
groaning you turn me around
on the bed
your hotness shooting in my
mouth, while I suck on your
swollen head
drive yourself into me roughly pull
my hair
Pound my soft wet flesh, I want
every inch
my juices run down your length, as
I begin to clinch
Dig your fingers in my hips
groaning you turn me around
on the bed
your hotness shooting in my
mouth, while I suck on your
swollen head
Published 2nd Nov 2012
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2nd Nov 2012 9:05am
Damn Wendy, that's fucking hot! You definetly have a way with words! Gimme more!
Gemini
Gemini
2nd Nov 2012 9:50am
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2nd Nov 2012 11:16am
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Anonymous
2nd Nov 2012 12:19pm
I like it, you exhibit a hunger in the two posted poems that's ripe for erotica. This one is short and that fine cuz lots of short poems are fantastic writes, though it left me wanting more. Maybe cuz it seemed to end too abruptly. Just my opinion, but nice work!
2nd Nov 2012 7:54pm
