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Continúa, Has publicado jun 18, 2021
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SWEET SURRENDER 3 IN THE SERIES OF POETRY BOOKS// EROTIC POETRY
This book isn't your ordinary book of poems. This book is filled with smut scenes that will make your breath hitch and even flustered as you feel like your in the scene. Read this book if you dear. It is not for everyone.
He grabbed her thighs,
 Forced to look at him,
 He pushed her against the wall,
Both their sexes touching,
She held back a moan,
She was wet,
And he was definitely going to reward her of that pleasure.
This book of poems contain violence, sex scenes and strong language.
Expect the unexpected.
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