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Several Strokes
She looks into the mirror: see her moue:
It's not the sort of face that you'd expect,
From someone who's been whipped until the dew
Of perspiration shows that she's been prepped
For master's use; and, now, he'll exercise
His cock within the depths of her sore bum;
And she will part her cheeks and spread her thighs,
Because she knows her owner needs to cum
Into her tightness; when he whips it out
She will not sigh and won't have time to dream;
For she knows he is tidy and no lout;
He needs a cock that's pristine: let her clean
His dirty member - it is his solace
For finding her with a moue on her face.
It's not the sort of face that you'd expect,
From someone who's been whipped until the dew
Of perspiration shows that she's been prepped
For master's use; and, now, he'll exercise
His cock within the depths of her sore bum;
And she will part her cheeks and spread her thighs,
Because she knows her owner needs to cum
Into her tightness; when he whips it out
She will not sigh and won't have time to dream;
For she knows he is tidy and no lout;
He needs a cock that's pristine: let her clean
His dirty member - it is his solace
For finding her with a moue on her face.
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