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All she can think of is cock

His fingers bend and claw against your dress,
The red, short sleeved affair that you have worn
To please him as you kneel and you caress
His sex Ė itís what your mouth is for; you form
The tightest circle you can muster round
The hardest cock you have the pleasure to
Accept within your hole; itís inward bound,
Assisted by the way your head is, true
To your submission, held against his groin,
His fingers meshed in your hair as he finds
Your oral sacrifices can purloin
A little of his precious time; the blinds
Have not been shut and you are to expose
Yourself, dressed in the lovely dress you choseÖ
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