His strong, tough hands
Touching my soft folds so gently
I pinched his nipple
while I rub the other
He face turns pink
I enjoy his flustered state
We join in for a kiss
He squeeze my breasts
While I stroke his penis
Vision goes out of focus
From what surround us
Only we are our main focus
Come with me
As I’m your cowgirl
And you’re my ride
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Author:
Nerd (
Offline) - Published: July 2nd, 2026 03:18
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
This poem in its overt sexuality sends a message of one looking for acceptance and unity. Nicely worded
This one’s pretty spicy! ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥. Well done!
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