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Ridiculous Hours
She is up at ridiculous hours,
When she ought to be down on her knees,
Licking the cock that empowered
And rimming, while murmuring: "please,
I beg you to fuck me, dear master,
I beg you to screw all you want,
I want you to have me at last, sir,
And have me at first - I'm your cunt;
I need you to take in all holes,
I need you to come when you're done,
My submission is one of those roles
That will never be over; it's fun
Just being your fuck toy - my shame
Is I mourn and won't taste you again."
When she ought to be down on her knees,
Licking the cock that empowered
And rimming, while murmuring: "please,
I beg you to fuck me, dear master,
I beg you to screw all you want,
I want you to have me at last, sir,
And have me at first - I'm your cunt;
I need you to take in all holes,
I need you to come when you're done,
My submission is one of those roles
That will never be over; it's fun
Just being your fuck toy - my shame
Is I mourn and won't taste you again."
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