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The clock on the wall shifts midnight
I sink the needles deeper
no name face obliges and moans
I smile
Pinky leans in and catches me
he laughs and says to wrap it up
The lust rises once more
to rush home and grab my binoculars
I wipe the ink from his pissed off skin
and turn to snap off my gloves
He smirks
feeling like a god
(they all do after the needle)
and gives my ass a squeeze
I could close the heavy door
modest ink seekers like
And let him fuck me for a discount
To put my cunt at ease
I walk Mr. Stiffy to the counter
and Kitty hands me a wad of tips
The heat of my sex hurries me
to my Jeep
Maddening images torture me
His erect dominance
her quivering snatch
They've already warmed up
by the time I get home
Their satin sheets half off the bed
her muffled screams summon
my lust
My mind wanders
to green eyes
to his soul staring eyes
She's bent over
he's teaching her a lesson
I come back to reality
to the passion of my pussy
A porno title I'm sure!
My panties are soaked
I toss them, they land on my dog
And as he dominates her
holding her against the glass
I work myself
greedy for release
I slide my bra off and
the wad of cash scatters
Like half dead leaves in
September
But I don't care