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:TwitterFacebookRedditTumblrPocketLike 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 🙂