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Ritualistic

The world ceases  
to exist  
when you place  
me on the edge  
of the tub  
and drag that  
blade gently  
over my  
gash  
until I'm smooth & soft  
just the way  
you like.  
 
It's not until you graze  
my swollen bud  
with your lips  
and  
plunge
into me  
knuckle
deep  
that I gush  
all over you  
and  
beg
for you  
to punish
me  
with your  
monstrous  
hard cock
as you  
fuck me
senseless.
 
It's our daily  
ritual  
as you nurture  
me  
in little ways  
from  
dusk til dawn.
Written by shadow_starzzz
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