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Had I known...
I found you first
Lying pale and indifferent
Beneath the sheets
Ran my fingertips
Expertly
To bring you alive
Long and hard
A petulant beauty, just big enough,
Just thick enough,
And guided you inside
My plush, slippery cunt
Fuck you
Clean into my soul…
Clear into your meanest edges
Grip your fragile throat,
Maybe a little too hard,
But I hate you
As much as I love you
Your hardness
Stirs the edges of my existence
Brings me back to life….
I am wet with rage
With fury
Until your solemn ecstasy
Fills my hungry, raw
Pussy.
But you ruined it.
Like you do everything…
“I don’t fuck girls after a fight.
They always want to fight
They always
Want to fuck
When their mad.”
Lying pale and indifferent
Beneath the sheets
Ran my fingertips
Expertly
To bring you alive
Long and hard
A petulant beauty, just big enough,
Just thick enough,
And guided you inside
My plush, slippery cunt
Fuck you
Clean into my soul…
Clear into your meanest edges
Grip your fragile throat,
Maybe a little too hard,
But I hate you
As much as I love you
Your hardness
Stirs the edges of my existence
Brings me back to life….
I am wet with rage
With fury
Until your solemn ecstasy
Fills my hungry, raw
Pussy.
But you ruined it.
Like you do everything…
“I don’t fuck girls after a fight.
They always want to fight
They always
Want to fuck
When their mad.”
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