With a runny nose
Shaking hands
And unsure thoughts
I got on my knees
And begged
Not with words
Or
With tears
But with my lips
And my tongue
His **** filling my mouth
His hand forcing my head
Eyes closed
I could feel his body tremble
Smell his sweat
A few heavy thrusts
Followed by even heavier gags
He grabbed my hand
Helped me up
And slipped a reward into my coat pocket
'... this is the last time'
I whispered
'You always say that'
The walk home seemed to last years
Prolonged by feelings of disgust
I could feel the people
Of the city streets
Silently judging me
I locked myself in the bathroom
Cut the fattest line
My body could handle
And snorted away my
Shame
Dec 13, 2011
Dec 13, 2011 at 2:49 PM UTC
With a runny nose
Shaking hands
And unsure thoughts
I got on my knees
And begged
Not with words
Or
With tears
But with my lips
And my tongue
His **** filling my mouth
His hand forcing my head
Eyes closed
I could feel his body tremble
Smell his sweat
A few heavy thrusts
Followed by even heavier gags
He grabbed my hand
Helped me up
And slipped a reward into my coat pocket
'... this is the last time'
I whispered
'You always say that'
The walk home seemed to last years
Prolonged by feelings of disgust
I could feel the people
Of the city streets
Silently judging me
I locked myself in the bathroom
Cut the fattest line
My body could handle
And snorted away my
Shame
