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She'll rest upon her belly, sleeping deep,
And will not hear the creaking of the door;
Or the soft tread of footsteps; let him creep
Across the room in darkness to assure
His pet that she belongs to one who'll use
Her well, although she may be lost in dreams;
He'll press his case again and won't excuse
Resistance, though it's token and it seems
That she has left a note by her bedside
To let him know that she is his to take;
And she is bare for him - he can decide
How he'll enjoy her body; let him make
Her sleeping form accommodate the zest
With which he'll fuck her when she is at rest.
Written by SweetOblivion
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