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Ending His Ride

She turned her head to one side; her eyes fell
Upon the ticking clock; the fuck was long
Enough for her to think its horrors through:
She muttered foul and loveless words; their spell
Formed a familiar mantra: never strong
Enough for her to care; she could just screw
Him with her eyes closed; let his fetid smell
Of sweat and shit just permeate: she’s gone
And played the bad girl so well to imbue
His limp cock with brief hardness; she can tell
Him stories of his puissance - a soft song
A siren sings, so old gits can accrue  
The strength to find they're ready to deride
Her womb with drizzled spunk to end the ride
SweetOblivion
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