I shudder thinking about yesterday when he forced me to remember his name as I sucked him off. Oh God, his cock. His taste. The length of it, the weight. I could write poems about it, and I’m not even a legit poet yet. And his words. My cunt is still wet from his filthy poetry, as if my lust never went to sleep.
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
