Submissions by bangrakee
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Aug 2012 11:22am
4th Aug 2012 11:22am
Getting in to your beautiful flower
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EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Jul 2012 4:28pm
7th Jul 2012 4:28pm
you beautiful feet
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That was the cool day
That was the rain day
You are hone alone
I had decided to hear you moan
I stepped on your feet
And you said I did not like that
I said I know you like me
And you said you are not interested in me
Again I stepped on my feet
This time you have not took back your beautiful bare feet
I started rubbing your feet
You ask me why you do like my feet
I said I love your feet because
They look good
They smell good
You kept them good
I started kissing your feet
I started smelling your...
That was the cool day
That was the rain day
You are hone alone
I had decided to hear you moan
I stepped on your feet
And you said I did not like that
I said I know you like me
And you said you are not interested in me
Again I stepped on my feet
This time you have not took back your beautiful bare feet
I started rubbing your feet
You ask me why you do like my feet
I said I love your feet because
They look good
They smell good
You kept them good
I started kissing your feet
I started smelling your...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 2:54am
12th Jun 2012 2:54am
smell
I am just holding your beautiful feet
I am just holding your beautiful feet
And just rubbing my finger on your beautiful feet
When I do this I really could get the smell of your feet
A fragrance of your skin of your own skin
They are so beautiful
And the skin of your feet is so tender
And you are keeping them to my face
And you’re staring my face and rubbing the feet on my face
To get the smell
To feel the pleasure
I just love your feet my love
Rub them rub them on my chest now
We are just in the process of love making
I am just holding your beautiful feet
And just rubbing my finger on your beautiful feet
When I do this I really could get the smell of your feet
A fragrance of your skin of your own skin
They are so beautiful
And the skin of your feet is so tender
And you are keeping them to my face
And you’re staring my face and rubbing the feet on my face
To get the smell
To feel the pleasure
I just love your feet my love
Rub them rub them on my chest now
We are just in the process of love making
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 9:58am
8th Jun 2012 9:58am
My fetish
My fetish
How can I tell you my desire?
How can I tell you?
Cos you love me a lot
How can I know whether you will like it or not
My passion or my fetish of sex
How can I tell you that I want to smell your feet?
How can I tell you that I want to smell your feet?
How can I tell you that you have to step my face on your feet
How can I tell you that I just love your feet
You may find that it is fetish or abnormal
How can I tell you my desire?
How can I tell you?
Cos you love me a lot
How can I know whether you will like it or not
My passion or my fetish of sex
How can I tell you that I want to smell your feet?
How can I tell you that I want to smell your feet?
How can I tell you that you have to step my face on your feet
How can I tell you that I just love your feet
You may find that it is fetish or abnormal
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EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 9:06am
8th Jun 2012 9:06am
the smell
She came to me
She just came close to me and she kept her head down
I was surprised to see her head down
And guilty to learn that she is not comfortable with me
She was not talking to me not looking at me
I thought I should leave her alone
But I could smell her; I could smell the fragrance of her skin
This was the combination of her sweating
Oh my god I just lost the control and took her in my arm
And hugged her and kissed her and I was happy to learn that
She is responding to my kiss
Happy to learn that I going to smell her neck,...
She just came close to me and she kept her head down
I was surprised to see her head down
And guilty to learn that she is not comfortable with me
She was not talking to me not looking at me
I thought I should leave her alone
But I could smell her; I could smell the fragrance of her skin
This was the combination of her sweating
Oh my god I just lost the control and took her in my arm
And hugged her and kissed her and I was happy to learn that
She is responding to my kiss
Happy to learn that I going to smell her neck,...
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