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The Tall Oak Tree |
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Bunnie45 Junior Member
since 1999-07-03
Posts 13bedford |
Beneath the tall oak tree I wait for my love Consumed by lust We meet and become free One with the wind Scattered like dust Scrambling to the ground Two bodies mingle Touching and pleasing With a sensuous sound Lust turns up the heat Our bodies teasing Lust becomes the weaker I moan with anticipation Rocking up and down My hips are so eager Cries of pleasure escape With a Satisfying sound He stradles his success With each passing thrust Touching pelvis to pelvis Taking more and not less Each moan echoing louder As pleasure becomes his. ------------------ Pam Smith |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Excellent. If you can write this erotically, want to try the Adult Forum? |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow! it's hot in here! |
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