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bodies waiting for my whips the taste of leather on your lips so secure in the ties that bind darkness enters you from behind you struggle but it's all an act part of the alure the primal pact heart races with anticipation blindfold helps with concentration body glistening with sweat less a slave and more a pet repeated thrusts about to explode euphoria, sensory overlaod all engry left is spent left in a puddle twisted and bent
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Feb 9, 2011
Feb 9, 2011 at 1:22 AM UTC
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bodies waiting for my whips the taste of leather on your lips so secure in the ties that bind darkness enters you from behind you struggle but it's all an act part of the alure the primal pact heart races with anticipation blindfold helps with concentration body glistening with sweat less a slave and more a pet repeated thrusts about to explode euphoria, sensory overlaod all engry left is spent left in a puddle twisted and bent
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Feb 9, 2011
Feb 9, 2011 at 1:22 AM UTC
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