March 5, 2012

Random Sex Poem

She knows all the moves that keep me on the edge.
She knows all the tricks to make me tell her she's the best.
She knows the kind of kiss that makes a bad day well.
She knows just what to press to make small lumps swell.
So I have to reciprocate with my own dose of tease.
A gentle passionate touch as I take my time to please.
A nasty little lick, a perverted little squeeze,
Drawing up the anticipation for true ecstasy.

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