“I Too Beneath Your Moon” by Edna St. Vincent Millay
"I too beneath your moon, almighty Sex,
Go forth at nightfall crying like a cat,
Leaving the lofty tower I laboured at
For birds to foul
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Amataur Sext Artist, looking to turn pro. “I’m wet and tingly, how are you?”
Gentle Fem/Findomme looking for little ones to cherish. I want to take care of you, especially if you take care of me.
