Another poem

Amanda Riddell
Jun 10, 2024
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I nestled my lips near her breast, biting rather than sucking. Leaving an imprint, I neared the erogenous zone. The slightest tickle brought forth screams of joy. Boy, it's hard yakka, Satisfying these modern women! Amanda Riddell, 2024

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