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A Slow Withdrawal

He withdrew slowly, leaving her to bathe    
In the harsh usage he had put her through;    
Staring at the ceiling, languour craved    
Her loud, contented sigh: let him accrue    
That sense of satisfaction: the affair    
He'd filled her tight cunt with, thrust after thrust;    
Had been a delight. Once he'd found her bare    
Form licenced his incentive; the sheer lust    
Was untrammelled and he could not pass by   
Nor leave her needy, waiting, (wanting too);    
While staring, it is true, she wondered why    
She’d let him have her. Once the man withdrew,    
She lay there ill at ease, hand on her breast    
And sighed again – oh to be more caressed!
Written by SweetOblivion
Published | Edited 22nd Dec 2015
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