Poem -

release

I remember our stroll beneath the trees

Tugging your belt I dropped to my knees

Needing to blow you tenderly, passionately

Found your hard cock and stroked it gently

My lips on your head you started to groan

I sucked you harder and made you moan

Swallowing you deeper wanting your cum

Licking, I tantalized you with my tongue

Needing you, wanting to taste your juice

To make you cum I sucked you profuse

Building you up I continued to suck

My pussy tingled wishing we could fuck

Filling my mouth you squirted your cum

Together with nature we became one

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Lee-anne Margro

first time cosmofunnel user, found the site by the way, love all the stuff I've been reading and related to some of your poems - Thanks Susan

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Tina Moore

welcome lee-anne looks like you and susans stuff go well together  2 good poets  lol keep going
                                                                                 all the best
                                                                                          tina x
                                                                                        

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Lee-anne Margro

Thanks Tina, read some of your stuff too, you right from the heart - look forward to reading lots more

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