Snug - poem by Leopold McGinnis (sex, oral sex, erotic)

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my tongue explores
un fold ing flesh
dipping        into warm valleys
rising        over smooth crests
circling the head of a butterfly
my tongue explores
shallow    sultry pools
coming
back with the taste
of blood        and        nectar

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About Leopold McGinnis


Leopold started this whole Red Fez thing. Where it stops, nobody knows. If you liked this, I've also written five books, which you can see on my profile. Also, you've got some mustard on your collar. No...no problem. Anytime. Gotta be careful with the mustard.

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Fernando Izaguirre    9 months ago
I think my tongue tasted the same thing, Pold.
Paula Lietz    20 months ago
whew - nice way to begin the weekend
   

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