Apr 2018
I let him **** me
until my stomach
was twisted in knots.
I laid on his bed naked
for the next hour,
writhing in pain.
Everyone told me
it was supposed to hurt.
until my stomach
was twisted in knots.
I laid on his bed naked
for the next hour,
writhing in pain.
Everyone told me
it was supposed to hurt.
(30/F/Denver)
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