I saw the partial tattoo, enta
She looked the part
Was this the honeytrap
Was it my time
Her name was Jill
Like mine was Bill
Part of the thrill
We lied until two
Then we knew
How the game would ensue
We left to pursue
Her dress sliding pure
Inviting, demure
Was it time
Was she mine
I let my hands caress
The final test
She arched to come in
Like the sin
The beautiful surrender
She smiled, touching my face
Like she knew
Her arm revealing the true
Then I knew
The deadly Mojenta.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 28th, 2021 06:27
- Category: Erotic
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Comments6
I'm with Teddy on this, what's Mojenta?
She kills straying husbands
Where did you get the name from, interested because no search engine is familiar with that.
We're not knowing what Mojenta is - that makes two of us not knowing!
She kills straying husbands.
Intense poetry on way
Like intense
Hang on a mo what's a bloomin mojenta when it's at home .. 🙂
The woman your wife hired. lol
Luckily Mojenta has never been in my life Paul.
Good erotic words.
Andy
Good man, Andy.
Easy -... half a mo, Jen..................ta.....
She'll be after you now.
Sorry - Gotta keep moving; we agreed no ties, Jen...
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