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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!
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!
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