Black Mass

She slipped off her long leather coat.
Revealing just her underwear
Standing before me dressed all in black
A leather Basque, lace panties
A garter belt and stockings
And six-inch stiletto heels
I was instantly aroused
And wanted her there and then
But instead she knelt before me
At the alter of my lust
And took the sacrament

On Bended Knee

An erotically charged poem about fellatio which is simultaneously classy and sluttish. Surely only prostitutes wear 6 inch heals?


Erotic Poetry


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