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The Curse

She's always had her choice of men,
Much like a writer chooses the ending and a pen.

Once they've had a taste they beg for more,
Thieves looking for another score,want to throw her legs up, want her slammed against the door.Its the same old same old shes been there before.

Shes like a junkie looking for a fix,
But how many licks does it take, to make her explode, how many dicks until she unfolds.To them it's love , to her a game, so far all men fuck her the same.

So she smiles and she sighs until the demon arrives, awakens the beast deep inside, to herself she can hide to him she abides as he pushes inside , he feeds her desires, fills every hole, and consumes her soul,she feels a weight lifted, every dirty secret,every dirty word,he fucks her long after it hurts, and he works on the fire, shes hidden inside her.

Now as she lays on the floor, panting and gasping for air, lays in a heap , he lives in her deep, she got what she wanted, its a curse, its the worst and the best, she thinks and she knows, he owns what was hers.
Written by Erotic_Goddess
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