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A Point of View
She feels authority as she looks up
And takes him in with all of the respect
That’s due her Master who’s asked her to sup
Upon his measure and, thus, to effect
An impact on arousal as she licks
The member in her mouth, as he can see;
She senses a connection as the prick’s
Pushed in her mouth without temerity,
Assisted, yes, of course, with hand on hair,
To control all her motion and each move
The slut makes, as her eyes beg for a share
To spurt against her throat and, thus, to sooth
Her appetites for a brief while at least:
Respecting all he offers as a feast.
And takes him in with all of the respect
That’s due her Master who’s asked her to sup
Upon his measure and, thus, to effect
An impact on arousal as she licks
The member in her mouth, as he can see;
She senses a connection as the prick’s
Pushed in her mouth without temerity,
Assisted, yes, of course, with hand on hair,
To control all her motion and each move
The slut makes, as her eyes beg for a share
To spurt against her throat and, thus, to sooth
Her appetites for a brief while at least:
Respecting all he offers as a feast.
Published 26th Jan 2016
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26th Jan 2016 5:39pm
Great structure and flow. It feels like a Shakespearean sonnet, only much more naughty.
Nice ink.
Nice ink.
27th Jan 2016 11:54am
It is a Shakesperian sonnet, though one that leaves him rolling under the turf I fear - thanks for the positive vibe of your feedback. s.o.
