The Poem

L wrote me a wonderful poem … and I felt it had to be preserved forever.

Jag längtar efter att han kommer till mig alldeles hård, han gör mig våt. Ögonblicken när han penetrerar mig och delar sin varma säd är de lyckligaste i mitt liv. Kom igen, i mig …

in Swedish
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Ég þrái að hann komi mjög hart til mín, hann gerir mig blautan. Stundirnar þegar hann kemst inn í mig og deilir sínu hlýja korni eru þær hamingjusömustu í lífi mínu. Komdu, í mér …
In Icelandic

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I long for him to come to me, all hard making me wet. The moments he penetrates me sharing his warm seed are the happiest in my life. Come again, in me …
In English

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Anseio por ele vir até mim muito duro me deixando molhada. Os momentos em que ele me penetra e compartilha sua semente quente são os mais felizes da minha vida. Venha de novo em mim…
In Portuguese

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10 thoughts on “The Poem

  1. I’m glad to see more of you again. I missed it. D, your body looks amazing with all of those new tattoos!

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