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Eye Raped
I see you over there
Looking at me with that wicked stare.
I wonder what is on your mind.
Are you feeling brutal or kind?
You arch that dark brow
as if your love is burning out;
like the sun may never blush,
heat the bosom of it's crush.
Those dark eyes unfold me.
With quick glances you are molding
me into place for mounting.
I am commanded to start counting.
A harsh slap on my ass is savored.
Between gasps you taste my flavors.
Thick fingers dig into me quick.
And quickly I become your bitch.
Looking at me with that wicked stare.
I wonder what is on your mind.
Are you feeling brutal or kind?
You arch that dark brow
as if your love is burning out;
like the sun may never blush,
heat the bosom of it's crush.
Those dark eyes unfold me.
With quick glances you are molding
me into place for mounting.
I am commanded to start counting.
A harsh slap on my ass is savored.
Between gasps you taste my flavors.
Thick fingers dig into me quick.
And quickly I become your bitch.
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