I wanna make love to a poetess
Let her literally lick me into alliteration like a little sticky lollipop
69 on her clit laced with thick bubbly white spit.
I wanna make love to a poetic soul
I bet it'll be so romantic, we can fuck eachother continuously like an enjambment
Jamming dick inside her guts until she can't stand it.
I wanna make love to a poetess that can stand my burning passion but not get consumed
I stan for how you create murals with your words, u got 8 octaves for every time you make me cum baby I can create stanzas with it.
Take this dic(tion) formal or high, bring ur vulva to a volta rhetorically shifting all these nasty thoughts out of my mind.
I wanna make love to a poetess who nasty asf.
Make me beat that pussy acrostic, while u spread cream on it like butter on a bread
Open up this naked poetry so Calligraphee can delicately cream sauce it.
I got a riddle at the tip of my tongue that I want you to try and guess, tell me your answer while u deepthroat me listening to how you sound in my esophagus.
I wanna make a love to a poetess that understands my soliloquy, a wordsmith engineer that understands her ass(onance) requires both hands to steer or you might not make it.
I wanna make love to a poetess that will just take it..all orifices on the offer wall
Lay u out on a blank verse as u call me daddy
A poetess who won't fake it, u need the whole foot and not even 2 syllables short; put ur legs on my shoulders if you want it that way or this position can be your last resort.
The symbolism in your eyes is telling me that you like me inside u, if ur pussy spits lava when I nut on you then just sit back and enjoy the ride.
I wanna make love to a poetess
We can doggerel in doggy style, you know that's what turns me on.
I love to feel my masculine rhyme wrapped around ur neck choking the vowels from ur mouth 'til they're all gone.
I wanna make love to a poetess.
U will get my tercet erect, kissing and licking letting me watch u work the head from A to Z like the motherfucking alphabet.
U will slurp metaphors and squirt similes, moaning begging me to reach the apex so I can creampie u.
The repetition keeps me flowing, cumming everytime like a fiend strung on crack but truth be told if I ever got the chance to make love to a poetess.....I promise she will keep coming back.
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Nectar Seeker
Cerita Pendekshort stories on fantasies and memories of my debunchary