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Feb 28
Cheap printed sheets
On an old lumpy mattress
blankets piled up at the feet
At the head
Flattened pillows stained yellow
We were becoming bedfellows
Throwing her shoes on the floor
She wasn’t there for the decor
Just cheap thrills
Looking for someone to fulfill
Moaning and gasping my name
Anything to forget her pain
Even for a little while
I definitely cracked a smile
And maybe for a moment I felt special
An old  man claiming his vessel
She was a hot piece of *** on fire
I had no intention of getting tired
screaming like a banshee in the night
Validating my manhood felt so right
Afterwards she said
“ I have to go home “
I replied “Baby don’t leave me alone “
she said
“My husband needs to know”
Her heart was full of cold
Right there I knew she was a menace
But somedays
I wasn’t sure who was suppose to be jealous
Don Francisco Luis
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Don Francisco Luis  44/M/Bayonne, N.J.
(44/M/Bayonne, N.J.)   
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