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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 7 2007, 08:10 PM (73 Views) | |
| jahlove7 | Aug 7 2007, 08:10 PM Post #1 |
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LOVERS It was our third anniversary Had dinner and an early movie Romantic stroll in the park Rekindling that special spark Getting late we headed home Couldn’t wait for us to be alone Not too long after we were inside Couldn’t hold her back even if I tried I was now feeling the force of her desire Her loins were now a blazing fire She ripped the buttons from my shirt Like a nymphet trying to flirt Down to my buckle then my ![]() Releasing my caged member Her tongue wanted to taste So every inch she began to trace Her lips now took over Sapping every bit of my power Gently she laid me back As she finished her snack On my way back to earth She slipped out of her skirt Mounted me and began to ride As I dug deep inside She moaned and sighed I swear I almost cried Calling my name each time As she gave me the dutty ![]() I had found her treasure It was my pleasure Coming in an erotic explosion Exhausted from all the emotion Both now in a state of bliss On my cheek she placed a kiss She whispered My love, thank you for being here For the eternal love we share It was the right time to give her my surprise The diamond sparkled in her eyes I was about to tell her she would never be alone But I was interrupted by my cell phone When I hung up I new she was disappointed from her stare It was not what she wanted to hear Listen I am going to have to go But baby you know One day I will make things right It’s just that I promise my wife I would be home before midnight |
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| max-suicidal | Aug 7 2007, 10:08 PM Post #2 |
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nice poem
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