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Whip

Lashing my back,
Arching in pleasure.
He's taking it serious,
Extreme measures.
Down cracks a whip
Causing me to drip.
He purrs and strokes
And stokes my fire with pokes.
With a tongue
Like an extinguisher
He licks at my spark.
Down again cracks the whip,
I inhale so sharp.
Written by m_abbott1999 (Madi)
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