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Andrew
Poems
Nov 2019
Sweet pleasure
Your hands are bound,
You make no sound,
Other than a murmur.
I paint your skin,
With lips and sin,
Sense your rising fervour.
I lick your ****,
Your juicy slit,
Slide in my eager finger.
Sword drawn from sheath,
Pressed oh so deep,
Oh what sweet, sweet, pleasure
#love
#passion
#******
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Andrew
41/M/Derby
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