Spank Poems - Poems about Spank

...I’m a bit of a sensualist. First, let me emphasise emotional resonance, there has to be an emotional base, not just an appreciation of hotness. Then, there’s a sense of longing and mystery— ......

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...The Killing Field” Ariana nodded, tremolo fingers, and they ran across the killing field, watching the steel-toed kite ascend— a fleeting instant of triumph in the vacuum. Josh scoffed as it d......

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...The Killing Field” Ariana nodded, tremolo fingers, and they ran across the killing field, watching the steel-toed kite ascend— a fleeting instant of triumph in the vacuum. Josh scoffed as it d......

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...Spoon and smacks, a sweet screw and strap, Skank cucumbers, sugar's hammer bed; The donut hotdog, sausage swing to lap, A slide of neck, a drum of meat and head. Fur, nipples, pickles, bear, and ......

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...Spoon and smacks, a sweet screw and strap, Skank cucumbers, sugar's hammer bed; The donut hotdog, sausage swing to lap, A slide of neck, a drum of meat and head. Fur, nipples, pickles, bear, and ......

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...Leather boots and belts, A maiden’s lipstick, Handcuffs, lace panties bra, Sword slave, Wash muzzle, Plug Tongue, Eel slime plum, Snail, tornado, bones, antlers, hands. Razor clam ***** dug t......

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...You punished me enough In my life If I didn't eat what was Put in front of me You would spank me If I cried you would spank me Yes I am grown up now I don't have you anymore in my life I am ......

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...Constance Canstinople had connubial concentration Every date was a grilling, not a joyful celebration. She spoke of having children with men she barely knew She stayed single all of her years unti......

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...We wish he was photoshopped said Neal. But alas, this sidewinder giant shrimp was real He climbed onto our boat and scared the tootsie out of me Thanks to this giant, our boat tipped over a total ......

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...Villanelle by Michael R. Burch Is poetry mere turning of a phrase? Has prose become its height and depth and sum? What happened to the songs of yesterdays? Does prose leave all nine Muses ve......

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.... yup i'm shut'n up hole'lup well not today I got ......

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...You are my ocean Catch me in your undertow Take me to places I Would normally never go. Your currents have a hold on me, of that I can't deny. Pull me in, watch me dissolve. Use me, mol......

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...It isn’t weak when it pleasures me It’s more profound in informing details in leaks it only seeks sensual desire The way it’s too tight it swipes me right off my feet just to flee off the forbidden......

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...I care I search, and always I come to find All is fair in love and war, but love is blind Who dares to besmirch another is unkind It is an insult when a person is maligned I care I se......

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...Expensive lampshade like made of gold With soulful stories to be told But deep inside, it is bruised For, in the deepest pit, it cruised The sitting crowns brought it to sails A silent wit......

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