Deep Poetry: Satisfaction

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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Satisfaction

wanna go to bed With you in my head I wanna taste your tongue I need to know how its hung I wanna grab hold of your thigh Make you my one and only guy I wanna have dirty sex The kind that gets neighbors vexed I wanna wrap my legs around your hips Come eat me like a sweet apple pie with those lips I wanna make you scream my name Watch how my ministrations leave no blame I wanna see you face covered in sweat You wanna too I bet Sign in to see full entry.

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