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I know it's wrong

"A poem about sex - every facet of it."

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I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But my pussy gets so fucking wet
When he slips inside with ease every time
I just drool like his favourite pet

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But I take things at his pace
And I love every facet of sex
I just die, when he spunks on my face

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But when my legs are spread, so wide
There’s nothing better than to get a head start
I watch him lick my clit with pride

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But our sensualness is aligned
I want to feel powerless and frail
Whether I’m tied up, handcuffed or blind

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But with my arse in the air, I am thanked
I hear him raise his hands to me
And let them drop - as I get spanked

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But there are things that we just crave
With whips and chains we pleasure ourselves
Me, a princess, and him, a Knave

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But I find myself on all fours
Waiting patiently to be penetrated by cock
My expectance and pleasure just soars

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
I must say, we don’t think, it’s a farse
I coat him in oil, then stare at the wall
As he thrusts his cock up my arse

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
But of women I am fond
I look behind me with a smile on my face
My friend, has buckled her Strap-on

I know it’s wrong to like what I like
Some say I am a tart
I love his cock, the pumping and thrusting
And my orgasms just blow me apart

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Written by DarkSide
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