Smut described in a poetic manner
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He put his bulge inside my hive

He reveals his erect dick
Now that’s a dick, that I would lick

He put my cherries in his mouth
Now my mind is all the way south

He swirls his tongue
But it satisfied for not long

“You’re the worst”
Said he, positioning his bratwurst

I smirked,
As he fucked.

He growled.

Then I reached my climax.
And my head was in lilacs.

Now that’s a poetic smut.
by rainbowunicorn777 August 23, 2021
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