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Usage in a country garden
The light comes through the dog rose leaves; it fills
A bitch with some delight, meaning she'll wax
Quite lyrical: she talks of songbird trills;
Then reminisces at recent attacks
He's made upon her in brown spots around
The garden, where the honeysuckle grows;
And still she suckles other things when found,
Kneeling, in the mottled shade, she shows
That worshiping his cock leaves other things
Are all at his disposal; a cut glass
Decanter of fine wine, when poured, soon brings
Him pleasure; even more than her fucked arse
Will bring him, when she turns and, thus, relieves
Her master, as sunlight comes through the leaves...
A bitch with some delight, meaning she'll wax
Quite lyrical: she talks of songbird trills;
Then reminisces at recent attacks
He's made upon her in brown spots around
The garden, where the honeysuckle grows;
And still she suckles other things when found,
Kneeling, in the mottled shade, she shows
That worshiping his cock leaves other things
Are all at his disposal; a cut glass
Decanter of fine wine, when poured, soon brings
Him pleasure; even more than her fucked arse
Will bring him, when she turns and, thus, relieves
Her master, as sunlight comes through the leaves...
Published 29th Jul 2015
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