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Blackeye

A mature poem

When our lips touched hers and mine
I got a tangling sensation
Up my spine
As my hands move south
I cup her breasts
And get the same feeling underneath my chest
This day is perfect it is grand and I cannot move
As we stand
My feet are on the ground they are planted and tight
My heart is beating with all its might
I lost all sense of reality for a minute or two
I felt like I could walk across the moon
My legs begin to soften my heart begins to stop
My eyes start to close as her mouth
Closes it on my cock
When we were done I hear a big sigh
As her mother is in the doorway and begins to cry
The glass of wine shatters on the floor
Then her dad enters the door
I scattered I ran and tried to get out of the way
But he caught me
And that’s how I got a blackeye
On that perfect day

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