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the present

It was a violent, silent, eruption
Silent, because of the handkerchief
Stuffed in my mouth
Suffocating my primal screams

Still, because my hands were bound
Still arms, no grabbing, no animalistic clawing
Could not pull him in
In and up my cunt

My legs however were free
And my feet went up the sheets
Until I found my masters ass
Wrapped him up like a bow
Fitting
As I was, is, and forever would be his gift

The purrrfucked gift of me
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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