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Apr 2012
I like what you do to me,
does it count,
****** me poetically?
this fantasy,
it pleases me.
You grabbing me
from inside and
forcing me,
until Iā€™m ashamed.
Though Iā€™m to blame.
No room to be bashful,
I just had a mouthful,

-Your well written slave.
Margrett Gold
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