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I see her from the crack in the curtains,
going off to work;
I see him, a little while later
also going off to work
A glance upwards
was he aware
my near nakedness from behind the curtains
Hearing the door,
footsteps on the stairs
the bedroom door creaks..
cuffed
bent over
penetrated
from behind
I'm taken
without wordy protest
as he goes to work on me,
My master
has arrived with a bellowing cry.
going off to work;
I see him, a little while later
also going off to work
A glance upwards
was he aware
my near nakedness from behind the curtains
Hearing the door,
footsteps on the stairs
the bedroom door creaks..
cuffed
bent over
penetrated
from behind
I'm taken
without wordy protest
as he goes to work on me,
My master
has arrived with a bellowing cry.
Published 3rd Dec 2014
| Edited 5th Dec 2014
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