Thursday, December 20, 2007

Erotic Verse: Succubus

She was no ordinary succubus.
Late into the night
Through cold, electric clouds
She flew with broken wings
On currents kindled by his dreams.
And finally, descending upon
His yearning body, she whispered:
“I’m late, my love, but tender is the morning.”

related: Night of the Meiga

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Steve ("Klotz" As In "Blood") said...

Etiquette Question for Dr. Steelclit:

What is the appropriate response the next morning after a night of passionate sex when one's partner falls asleep without removing one's butt plug?

Thank you.

Dave said...

no ordinary succubus? what are the ordinary ones like?

Ann Nonymous said...

well, at least she came.


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