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Hawaiian Lust
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Erotica She lay there with legs spread open,
inviting me to drink from her island spring.
The shear thought arousing my burning lust,
to the point I could think of nothing more.
Slowly I found my way to her vessel of desire,
our heated passions boiling in our loins.
Her punani sweet as the native tropical fruit,
I drank my fill of her hot Hawaiian punch.
Uncontrollable spasms now spent,
my tongue slowly found its way north,
not stopping till high in her hills,
and nipples as hard as crunch berries.
Without abandon I ravished her until my time,
ule engorged, needing to be wrapped in flesh.
She then became my wahine ho'okamakama
until she looked into my eyes and ale ko'u kai.
