poem Your Drug Of Choice By Cara Thereon on Friday, December 12, 2014 I hear you say “Just one more time” At the same moment Your lips make contact With that space between My wide spread thighs Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like this:Like Loading... Previous Post Next Post Related Posts poem Slippery poem Bruise Photos poem writing Slender neck
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So few words, resulting in so many naughty thoughts
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That’s exactly my style!