I remember dating a 19 year old,
when I was 32 years experienced,
She came across still as a child
but bull of beans as a tornado wild.
Her body may had been perfect,
but felt like one of the wicked,
A problem did occur to me
the lack of such life experience.
The pillow talk made me feel guilty,
I'll never be one of God's saintly.
The attraction was only physical
I made a call to get her home safely.
She may have been perfect,
but at that age,
a Child's guarantee is worth it.
Leave her and just take a hit......
Though she was of age,
I still linger in the cage.
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 11:06 AM UTC
I remember dating a 19 year old,
when I was 32 years experienced,
She came across still as a child
but bull of beans as a tornado wild.
Her body may had been perfect,
but felt like one of the wicked,
A problem did occur to me
the lack of such life experience.
The pillow talk made me feel guilty,
I'll never be one of God's saintly.
The attraction was only physical
I made a call to get her home safely.
She may have been perfect,
but at that age,
a Child's guarantee is worth it.
Leave her and just take a hit......
Though she was of age,
I still linger in the cage.
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