secret spice prepared, as so am i
i feel a quiver, in my thigh
my spice warmed hands, touch cold, pink meat
orgasmic trembles, nose to feet
the pink massaged, and rubbed to brown
the oven heats with creaking sound
is it hot in here, or is that just you
my sweet little succulent, porky-poo
7 hours i wait, for my soul to be fed...
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im still waiting for mine to do that...