Twila Poem by Lamar Cole
Twila
He was low flame but Twila was raging fire.
She would hump him so hard that the passion made him cry.
Twila loved to ride him on top.
She was the lovemaking cream of the crop.
After lovemaking, he would have a silly grin.
While she was just getting her second win.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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4/25/2024 2:25:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
She is hot..poor man, enjoyed reading