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Twisted Pleasure

What we do in private
Away from prying eyes
I hold it dear and near
I love our sick perverseness
My love for a little pain
How we bare all without fear

We're not hardcore s&m
No not that far down
I just like it a little rough
Sometimes We will slow it
Take time to make love
But overall that's not enough

I love what his hands do
Moving all over my body
Hair pulling, ass smacking
I love the high I get off it
Like an addiction I'd die without
Tough loving, sexual hurting

I don't understand why this is
Or how my mind works this way
Living in this beautiful sin
I don't regret anything we've done
Because some how some way
Even when I'm pinned down I still win