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Home Sweet Home

She's always sweet on driven afternoons
When his drive has her meet him on the bed;
Her pussy and her backside are dragooned
To follow her mouth; they're filled with head
Of cock, she'll so enjoy, she'll find delight
In wrapping herself round it, let her serve
Her owner as he wishes. She's so tight,
She's ready for the coming sir deserves;
A final press and squeeze and sir will flood
The orifice he decides to use last;
And, then, he'll let her breathe - hear her heart thud;
She is his cunt and she is in his grasp;
She spreads herself; and lets her fingers roam;
And thinks how sweet it feels to be sir's home.
Written by SweetOblivion
Published | Edited 2nd Sep 2017
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