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Laying naked Just beside, intertwined Panting, smiling, lieing another accomplishment of mine To have it, take it, ruin Something so precious as a body Another meat machine with needs Deseases, urges, weakness Wanting only the fleshy salts and juices I ****** you, now you are... Unless,... So now if i grab your hair I, confess these dark lustful urges Beg, coherse, guilt work Saddness then there is anger Hurt, and insecurity Childish fear is that as is darwin's To ejaculate, filling the vessel To do as promised, programmed, built So that when i am caught, My life over and the gurney beneath Shall an invisible piece remain. But honestly, right now... I am arroused and you can feel it Open your mouth, i too gladly taste your fluids I promise, our secret, just one time... Penetrated and found it lacking Spine, self control, or courage not to trade morals right then, right there I had you.
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC
Hearts I Gamble With
Laying naked Just beside, intertwined Panting, smiling, lieing another accomplishment of mine To have it, take it, ruin Something so precious as a body Another meat machine with needs Deseases, urges, weakness Wanting only the fleshy salts and juices I ****** you, now you are... Unless,... So now if i grab your hair I, confess these dark lustful urges Beg, coherse, guilt work Saddness then there is anger Hurt, and insecurity Childish fear is that as is darwin's To ejaculate, filling the vessel To do as promised, programmed, built So that when i am caught, My life over and the gurney beneath Shall an invisible piece remain. But honestly, right now... I am arroused and you can feel it Open your mouth, i too gladly taste your fluids I promise, our secret, just one time... Penetrated and found it lacking Spine, self control, or courage not to trade morals right then, right there I had you.
jack-r-fehlmann
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49/M/American
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC
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