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Jun 2016
Pull me oh so close,
And then push me away.
You're the suzerain of my terrain;
This body is your state.
Yours to use, to sate.
I'm a vassal, under reign
Of your heavenly gaze.
Mark me with kisses your lips lay
Underneath the night, the day.
Silence me- only have me say
"My lord, this pleasure is
Yours to take"
As I spread my timid legs;
You make my knees buckle and shake.
My eyes wander to a place
That my tongue would love to taste.
Teach me the rhythm, the pace
To keep your body
In this spiritual place.
My throat betrays,
And I utter your name
Correct me with haste
You're my lord and I, your slave
Master, show me how to play
I want to pay,
Punish me with rough foreplay
Bound my legs, bite my thighs
Conceal vision from these lustful eyes;
I want to feel you grow in size
Between my lips, please make me smile
Show me the meaning of your title.
Dominate me while I cry out
To some god hidden in some clouds.

Slur pee
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Slur pee  27/F/Texas
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