Strong Fingers Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Strong Fingers



Strong fingers around it deep massages
and she loves his lingering kiss is like the sea
and coming as they do in waves,
moving as you hear them come, wet each wave.
Kissing, licking
and warm breath on flesh are usually welcomed.
I thought you shouldn't go out into the sun
with out being massaged in sun with yellow oil.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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