Mark R Slaughter


Fantasy Iv - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard

Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests

Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress

Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way

Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -

Her shrieking
Highly strung

We up the play


Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012










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Comments about Fantasy Iv by Mark R Slaughter

  • Gold Star - 7,668 Points Bri Edwards (2/11/2013 3:12:00 AM)

    i found this one by going to poem about lust. this is almost? pornographic! where can i rent the dvd? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Madea Weedfolk (2/8/2013 9:54:00 AM)

    whew i jacked off to this all day baby all day (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, November 7, 2014


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