world come to an end
as she enter in cherry red gown with predator red lips
and black hunter her hustle she flips
beautiful hazel eyes on a blood moon night
she looks like a gorgeous witch
her black her long hair
strong enough to tempt a man
her spellcaster gaze, oh damn!
lunar waves explode
her aura overpowering
I am on my knees
nectar she showering
slip of her dress
her contours confess
she want ton ride ogre
she wanna feel my man
she holds my hand
put my hand on her blissful hips
then before I utter
She licks my lips
tongue exploring and exploring
who is going stop coming down
this mile.
down down down
to her witch hut
her smells of cooked magical potion
fleshy but heaven scents
my tongue feels
he heaven sense
magical of the magical
taste of grand banquets
sour and savory
smooth and hazy
she felt so magical
then moment go lazy
- she is kind this time
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Eroticas, Fantasies To Be tried (#Watty2016)
PoetryEroticas is the wild sea of eroticism, I am the owner of sea , allowing to sail In my sea . You are the voyagers; Just set free sails of your ship , Let the gales guide you , Let the tides drown , Let the storms get you lost somewhere. Somewhere i...
