You spread your legs, I hear your begs
I kiss your thighs, marking what's mine,
Dipping my head down, and making you whine.
YOU ARE READING
Sweet, Salty, Spicy
Poetry'Her body is a treat, something soft, delicious and sweet.'
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You spread your legs, I hear your begs
I kiss your thighs, marking what's mine,
Dipping my head down, and making you whine.
