A man and a maid walk down 'tween the trees,
He tall and dark; short blonde schoolgirl his guide.
Once out of sight she drops down to her knees,
Unzips his pants, with mouth draws him inside.
Girl sucks in both cheeks, strokes cock with her tongue;
Man stares down at maiden, filled with his lust.
Hips start to move - she feels suddenly young,
Yet blue eyes gaze upwards, filled with her trust.
Blonde tresses in hand are clutched at, he grips;
Young maid looks up from her puddle of plaid,
He groans and explodes, from pink lips white drips,
She swallows hard, takes the load from her dad.
He, looking down, sees pure love, no distress,
Blue eyes over cream -- a beautiful mess.
| Nickname | Feedback |
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| Stepdaddy | A brilliant debut! |
| Thanks Stepdaddy! What a wonderful welcome. I'm working on one inspired by your poems now, so we'll see how that goes. Wish me luck? --Little Darling |
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