Toya.
Toya. Toy.
Boy Toy. Plaything. Sheer Joy.
Coy & Sweet. A Ultimate Treat.
Sweat Drips All Over Her Slim Sexy After She's, Again, Highlighted The Strip Club.
Rub-A-Dub-Dub, She 'N I Sharing A Tub.
Throb Of My Heart & Such. The Way I So Crave 2 Touch.
Match Ultimate. My Match, My Mate. Thoughts Of, Toya, Get Me 2 Feeling As If I'm The Greatest Of Great.
Night Thought: Thoughts Of She 'N I Comfortably, @ Night, Inside 2 Alright.
Delight Me, Toya. Delight Me, Toya, Away From Being Without U 2 Waiting On U. Delight Me Toya, Again & Again, 2 The Inevitability Of Our Happening.
Loving, U...Toya.
Toya.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2023 00:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Just Another Quaint Envisioning Of Modern Love Affairs, My Kind Public.
- Category: Love
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