Eclectically Sexual Poetry

He said…

“I just want to taste what you taste like. Lick my fill until you beg me to stop. And even if you don’t, I won’t. Because you look like a bitch tut keep your shit tight, tasty and thirsty for my tongue.”

He said…

“I’d palm your ass like two basketballs, looking at your ass tooted up in the air. You arch your back and lemme see that pussy I wanna eat. I’ll let my thumbs open your cheeks wide, make that little hole tighten and close, that other hole ready for my nose.

Fuck!’ He said…

“Damn I’m lickin‘ my lips like a starvin-ass orphan hungry for pineapples and sugar, because I know your pussy sweet. So sweet it’s better than good enough to eat. I wanna suck her too, like I do that mango seed when I’m through. Fuck your pussy with my tongue and let you ride it until you cum.”

Then he said…

“And that ain’t all…”

JSD

Eclectically Sexual Sounds

In just a few moments…

Your Girl is up to her shenanigans again, discussing knowing your role and playing the field…not that I would ever promote infidelity but where the dick is sticking let the women be trippin…and falling squaring on top of one!

What are the signs that the game is no longer one-on-one? When are you the only one wanting to keep playing? That path of monogamy that you thought you weren’t prepared for????

Are you on or off?

Join us in five via wherever your wars draw their listening pleasures!

JSD

Eclectically Sexual Poetry

Short but sweet, that delicious piece of meat. It grew and grew, until it filled my jaws and stretched them through…what I thought was the end! But no, oh no, it continues to grow and then, I couldn’t wrap my lips continuously around him.

So long was he, and as full as I could be, I wanted more, you see? It’d been so long, too long and I, wanted more than a taste of him but inside. I wasn’t complete, and I felt that it made me, whole and in control of what I wanted which was to know. To know what full felt like again, to fulfill this little bit of sin.

He’d be mine for a moment. Call me his but for a night. But give me what I needed and if maybe for a few minutes, my smile throughout day’s light.

JSD

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