I by Hayleigh

Apr 2015

When we make love,
her tongue recites
and brings to life
the sweetest of poetry
between my thighs,
just below my hips,
stumbling beautifully
from her cherry red lips.

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Hayleigh 27/F/England

(27/F/England)

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