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Click hereDear sir, forgive all
of my forthright language here.
I can't help myself;
Sometimes I could fuck
my cunt raw for hours on end,
as I wait for you;
When I spread my legs,
I'd love you to imagine
gateways to heaven;
As I touch my sex,
with eyes closed: how can I help
but think of your tongue?
Pushing two fingers
into my wetness is not a
substitute for cock;
Thrusting both fingers
into my pussy and this
thumb in my bum works;
Don't you simply wish
that these fingers and this thumb
all belonged to you?
I'll will spread myself wide
and I will fantasise you
are here, using me;
And, when I come hard
for the third time, my sloppy
puss will reek of sex;
At last, you arrive
from wandering in the groves
of academe;
It's far too late. I'm
all sexed-out after so much
self-indulgence here;
My bad. And Haikus
should be pastoral; but I
am way past oral.
Sighs. And falls asleep,
as is the fate of many
heroines on lit.