She lays in the darkness waiting for me her heart beats fast her fear I see
She tries to move my weight restrains her passion rises from her loins it reigns
I drink her in my deep desire ravenous am I like some Dark vampire
She moans with pleasure I push inside she pulls me tight she opens wide
We sweat together our heat intense we writhe as one it all makes sense
She is so pure and I unclean love like this has never been seen
She holds me tight but I pull away the darkness beckons it is nearly day
Until tomorrow my Goddess so sleek I'll be back at midnight.
Your Faithful Freak
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Author:
Mugsdaddy (
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- Comment from author about the poem: An ode to Santita's "Midnight Freak"
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Now it's all too much for me of course - swoon! Santita and others know my swoons at the least thing. lol.
You might want to read it again I had to edit it.
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