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currency
Our currency’s the kiss and she can earn
A thousand of them with her gorgeous eyes,
When she looks up to see if she can learn
To please her master better; she supplies
The real entertainment, while he writes
A fantasy that she helps him construct
By focusing on how a girl delights
Her master; once her lovely lips have sucked
Him lovingly, being the very best
A man could ask for as a sweet distraction,
When she’s so hard at work beneath the desk,
Can there really be some other action,
Until he lifts her chin and sees the seed,
Upon her lips, that earns a kiss indeed.
A thousand of them with her gorgeous eyes,
When she looks up to see if she can learn
To please her master better; she supplies
The real entertainment, while he writes
A fantasy that she helps him construct
By focusing on how a girl delights
Her master; once her lovely lips have sucked
Him lovingly, being the very best
A man could ask for as a sweet distraction,
When she’s so hard at work beneath the desk,
Can there really be some other action,
Until he lifts her chin and sees the seed,
Upon her lips, that earns a kiss indeed.
Published 28th Feb 2016
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28th Feb 2016 1:15pm
Those first few words reeled me in immediately. I love the mix of intensity and tenderness in this one.
