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I'm glad my floors are hardwood
When I'm holding you up against the wall
With one hand on your throat
You're begging me
Harder
Deeper
Please don't stop
Sometimes during orgasm
You say you can't take it any more
No more
But I don't stop
Safe word is easy
You come harder than ever before
I pull it out
Rub my cock on your clit
Twist your nipple
You screaming
Streaming
Puddling on my floor
Hardwood is easy to clean
And your lady juice stained your bed
With one hand on your throat
You're begging me
Harder
Deeper
Please don't stop
Sometimes during orgasm
You say you can't take it any more
No more
But I don't stop
Safe word is easy
You come harder than ever before
I pull it out
Rub my cock on your clit
Twist your nipple
You screaming
Streaming
Puddling on my floor
Hardwood is easy to clean
And your lady juice stained your bed
Published 25th Feb 2014
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25th Feb 2014 5:04am
25th Feb 2014 11:16am
Yes well. I guess it's all in how you look at things. Much appreciated. Easy poem. Mostly true
