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THE KINKY POET

Some of my erotic poetry
3 years ago. January 20, 2021 at 1:45 AM

Morning glory

I woke up this morning, it was like I was sleeping in a tent, my cock was a rod of Iron, it must be heaven sent

I rolled over to wake you, but hell you were fast asleep, so I slide under the covers, towards your panties I did creep

Gently pulled them to the side, I gave your shaven mound a stroke, now to figure out a way, I can get a poke

Slowly I slide them off, you turn and mumble in your sleep, I gently play with your clit, your pussy starts to seep

I try to coax your legs apart, no way you've got them shut, I considered rolling you over, so I can screw your butt

So I ran my hands across your thighs, it did a magic trick, you slowly spread your legs open, ready for my dick

I climbed in between them, I put my dick deep inside, you made a little giggle, then next you simply sighed

Slowly I began to thrust, your hips began to rise and fall in time, fucking you whilst you slept, in a pussy so devine

You began to start to moan, your eyes then opened really wide, you smiled and kissed me gently then pulled me tight inside

Once you had cum real hard, and I had used my cock, we both agreed that's the way to wake, much better than some clock

So thank you for the morning glory, I had my morning fuck, I hope I get one tomorrow, I'll have to trust to luck

Who knows if I'll wake in a tent, my pole hard and so erect, maybe I had some dirty dream, that gave me that effect

Ron


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