poem Curved By Cara Thereon on Saturday, March 26, 2016 I’ll let you have a piece of me Take a bite out of supple flesh Sip my inner marrow Chew until you’ve developed a taste for me Until you sit back and smile with satisfaction Delighted in your feast Utterly sated by me 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
Life of Elliott... and all that jizz March 26, 2016 at 12:46 pm Reply Oh, but I wish we could discuss this poem together. And you know what photos like this do to me.
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Oh, but I wish we could discuss this poem together. And you know what photos like this do to me.
Mmm I do enjoy the thought of eating you
Lovely sexy as he’ll and now a cold shower needed 🙂