I thought someone here might enjoy this erotic poem I wrote.

[Deleted Member]

Once My Good Girl Wakes in the Morning

Once you wake no longer doze, you may stretch or even touch your toes.
Soon the horniness starts to show, your fingers to your nipples close.
The other hand not to impose, slides down your stomach towards your holes.
Your cheeks the color of a rose, eyes aflame until they glow.
Fingers dance just like a pro, inching closer and closer soft and slow.
As you confess your naughty woes, thoughts of cumming begin to grow.
From within the slut arose, so strong you can't even remove your clothes.
Pushed aside or under so, your hands to please where they will go.
Soon your fingers find their role, pushed inside in desperation mode.
In dirty mind thoughts of poles, their shots of cum on you unload.
Soon juices down your legs do flow, fingers working furious down below.
Back your head you do throw, pressures within they finally explode.
So that your confidence not to erode, the title Good Girl on you I bestow.

[Largecarrin]

Delightful

[Cl****]

A for effort sir.