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We were close ****** so the attraction was strong
We were finally home alone, her mother out of town
I could see she was nervous, staring at the ground
I knew things; she was feisty, liked to experiment with toys
Raised by a single parent, not much experience with boys
Slurred syllables spoken quickly, half the words a garbled message
I interpreted and knew precisely how she wanted tended
You see for her our actions played out in fantasy
Doing whatever she wants, we remain loud and avidly
I lift her, rocking up and down, hoisting her in the air
In moments, so soon, felt moisture I was unprepared
I realized she was soaked through.....oh yes she was wet
And I can't think of anybody whose flesh I'd neglect
Knew I would come for her now so she wiggled and she fought
Then said quietly 'hey.....you're bigger than a log!'
I couldn't read how she felt, but it seems like I helped
Without me she wouldn't have had the means by herself
She gently felt my caress as I helped her undress
A new action, went slow so she never felt too much stress
I then placed my head between her legs, a whiff just reeked
As I changed the pee-filled diaper of my infant niece
Read this poem careful or the reaction is wrong
We were close family so the attraction was strong
It's easy to believe someone when they're telling you exactly what you want to hear, pervert.
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