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Nov 2012
She rammed her fist in hard
between willingly
opened legs

stretching the soft
white flesh
with moist nimble fingers

her husband watched
wide eyed
lips wet
as her breast glistened
from the oil
rubbed gently into the
soft skin

Sharing a smile of heated anticipation
they placed the turkey
in the oven

and began preparing the vegetables
I've told you before I don't write ***** poems snigger
Written by
DieingEmbers
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