A New Poem by me.
Wicked wonder with her horns like a demonous after a long journey, looking and searching for her hunk of a hero with a strong rock hard pole that makes her entrance feel wet and wanting to eaten while pleased and pleasured so for the job to be done with just two
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The Colors of Many: A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems can make anybody feel things: love, desire and sadness.
