Confessions of a Cunning Linquist
It's ecstasy without the pill
alarm lights flashing 69
Tarzan Lord of jungle fever
the taste of sweet nectar!
Foreplay of the gods
slippery when wet
I gaze upwards
lust devours you.
Such a lovely garden
I love your comfort food
you the naughty schoolgirl
in my headmasters office.
Your sighs and moans
rise to the heavens
carrying aphrodisiac scent
from your lovely pollen!
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