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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.
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.
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