Dear WifeA Poem by SamanthaMarie"Oh my God, she's at it again." "That w***e." "That s**t." "Who does she think she is?"
It's quite alright, there's nothing to be afraid of It's just a c**k And it's called making love
Don't be jealous because I do things you can't spare time to think of I love him all night in the back of his truck I'll let him violate my tender back door With my face plastered against the truck bed floor
No, really, it's quite alright Sometimes it feels like I can't catch my breath When he closes his hand around my throat too tight He'll always relent when he smells the stench of death
But I don't mind the bruises he leaves, like tender scars of bittersweet memories I find solitude knowing you'll never be this He'll never grace your lips with a passionate kiss
When he rocks half-heartedly above you He thinks of my sweet p***y in his face When he shudders his orgasm, he almost calls my name He loves me for the fire that will never be tame
But, I've been getting bored of your husband you see So I thought that perhaps you and me... We could play for a time or two I've never been with a woman and neither have you
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10 Reviews Added on January 13, 2013 Last Updated on January 13, 2013 AuthorSamanthaMarieDetroit, MIAboutI'm a student currently working towards a degree in History. I love fiction and I've been inspired to write my own stories. Psychotic erotic. "The world has never yet seen a truly great and v.. more..Writing
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