going in was like
sliding a sock on a cold foot
and gliding across the room
while the tango plays
in the apartment below
going in was like
spinning a jet ski
in its own wake
till the nose drops under
water and it guns out
into the air like a dolphin
this is strangely a very tender poem, Master!
ReplyDeleteAnd people say i'm not tender?
DeleteThe bitch wants to be owned by the Master of Erotica. She should write a huge emblem on her big tits "Spitroast me, Master".
ReplyDeleteVery poetic.Good job Master. And nice photo too.Very sexy.
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