Pudenda Poems - Poems about Pudenda

...Just like a germinating node, so are the childishly preened pudenda load. Ecstasy in fluffs of dew are bestowed as croissants for neonate are getting bold. Silky gazelle of a nymphet endowed w......

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...Him. HIM I feel as if the Mississippi is damn near about to gush out the meeting of my thighs. Just at the memory of our first night. I yearn To soak in his alpha aura It sends me......

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...A second is defiant a minute is aggressive towards my dreams flourishes a formidable mental anarchy I creep confidently by the tail of a second To the dejection of sympathizers The patience of ......

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...There's A Pedophile In The House... (ah...ah...ah...ham eye white...???) OMG,... and he looks... SAY WHAT??? just like me???,... absolutely NO WAY!!!, would this sensitive, res......

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...1. Our intentions stay straight as this well carved acquaintance gives a lovely and presentable silhouette agreed terms and policy not rabbit warren as debit is debit and credit is credit. But w......

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...The goddess we call Aphrodite Is not just an old Grecian deity. The Phoenicians did make Her a map. It's not fake. Her body is cartograffiti. The Punic war destroyed her face, 1 The Roman......

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...my agent grew nervous when he discovered like the rising sun on a sea of shark fins that one must gauge and become the gauge what is it that heralds an improved model claiming to have superior......

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...the serene people whose ease of manner once made him yearn and confabulate are laughable cartoonish and piteous now could have been much worse he said as his last breath left his scarred throat ......

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...I assummed breast Was no longer A private part Until they began To expose the pudenda And I began To wonder What part Is then private?......

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...A shriek rings out the women's bathhouse invaded A flustered man is past the door, intruded Naked women milling about All without a clout The girls hide with hands their pudenda Especially ......

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...I gently massaged her shoulders moving surely up and down the nape of her neck she flinched, as my hands moved passionately down to her lower back and as my fingers tickled, she moaned a whimpe......

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