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Wicked Temptress

Like a Lion, so predaceous, You are wild, and so curvaceous. always stuck in consternation or slipping up over trepidation. Beautiful, and so exotic erogenous, with all erotic One… two, then Erotica Symphony you have me spinning, indefinitely. You provoke my inner demon You are like a Sextus screaming like a shamanic intuitive healer you are a resourceful killer. If you leave, I get withdrawal, you tempt me, with your wicked call one day, shall you reign me no more I will be void, down to the core.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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