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Virtual Makeup

Poetry By: Murnit

Makeup sex always hot..

Submitted:May 8, 2012    Reads: 287    Comments: 8    Likes: 7   

Our virtual break up left me, feeling like a clown,

my mood dark, my heart in pieces and my phone was down.

Then there was a beep, a little red flicker calling me,

saying how you missed being caught, not wanting to be free.

Our steamy sessions sizzle again, steamier than before,

and you sneak away from your wife, each day wanting more.

I am in virtual heaven, an orgasm a day.

My only fear: I do not know, how long this time you'll stay.


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