EcstacyA Poem by emoALEX;3My secret weapon? Erotica. 18+ please.Skin. Touching. Hearts. Thumping. Breath. Heavy.
Hands on hips. Locked on lips. Fingers gripping the mattress. Manners. Gone.
Take an excursion. You'll benefit from a little perversion. Sweet. Sweet. Sweet. Ecstacy. © 2012 emoALEX;3Author's Note
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5 Reviews Added on December 26, 2012 Last Updated on December 26, 2012 AuthoremoALEX;3Brooklyn, Home Of Da HoesAbout"What will you do when they ask a crowd of a hundred to raise their hand if they messed up? I'm going to raise my hand, that's for sure. I'm going to tell you right now that I will mess up a million,.. more..Writing
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