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Devil’s Home

Never go near the devil’s home
She was told

Cute little christian girl
Passing by every sunday on her way to church
Looking with such curiosity

Maybe just one glance?
Walking up the pathway
Peeking through the window

The shades were pulled down
Not being able to see what’s inside
Going to the front door
Turning the knob to find it’s unlocked
Staring inside

Finding two women nude
Tied up and blindfolded
A man with horns standing over them
Pouring hot wax on their bare bodies
She runs off from the fear of being caught

From then on
Only being able to think about those sexual acts
Something about the thought turned her on
Fingering her pussy throughout the day
In the bedroom, or public bathroom stalls
Gushing hard every time

Needing more like an addict
She looks in day after day
Whippings, slappings, chockings
Playing with her slit by the doorway
Focusing on the thick hard cock stretching out all holes

Feeling adventurous one day
She walks in
All she could think to say was “hi”
The two girls start to remove her clothes
Kissing and sucking on her naked body
The man with horns says “welcome to the devil’s home”
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