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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
10 months ago. June 30, 2024 at 10:23 PM

Can't believe my luck

We're sitting in a small cafè in that skirt I can see your stocking top, I know I shouldn't be staring but I just cannot seem to stop

I'm trying to listen to you, I'm desperately trying to look you in the eye but my eyes are just being drawn to the soft black lace wrapped around your thigh

I'm wondering if it's a deliberate move are you just a saucy tease, are you wearing stockings just for me, am I the one you want to please

Your curves look amazing and god I adore you in that skirt, in that blouse a can see some heaving cleavage you're such naughty little flirt

Excuse me whilst a adjust my seat so I can see further up your thigh, OMG you've no panties on, I let out an audible gasp and sigh

You catch me looking you move around so I can get a better view, all the time you're smiling, you know I'm so totally into you

Then you lick your middle finger and slide up your thighs, you spread your Rose petals, your swollen wet juicy clit now has me mesmerized

Your finger goes in nice and deep you then offer me it to have a suck, I ravenously taste your juices, you love to play in public and I just can't believe my luck

THE KINKY POET 


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