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The thorns of a rose

 
He makes me get on my hands and knees
as if I were his doll, depleted of emotions,
to do with as he desires. Before he inserts
his angry inches, he kisses then bites
my baby-powder ass, spanks me without
appeal; and I know he smirks at my girlish
whimpers. When he forces himself into me,
I am sure it's more than I can bare, until,
until..... I fall deeper, ever deeper, into his heart.
When he fucks me like that.



Written by Kasai
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