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Constant Penetration (Free verse) by William Delacroix

I'll never forget the way you made me come in your hands by stroking my phallus against the grain as if I were penetrating your vaginal territory a thousand times, with a bottle of moisturizer and a mug of water beside my couch, and afterwards we slept like spoons even though spoons don't sleep, so wouldn't they get awfully tired?

Bachus 16-Sep-03/5:45 PM
Yes, so tired and bent they'd bend.




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