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Dangerous Broken Glass

In the moments before the glass
slips from your hands
and crashes to the tiled floor
before you felt it on your last nerve
as the moisture caused this drop
I bite your neck
Gripping your gasp
I spread your ankles with mine
"From behind, Daddy?"
"Yes Kitten, now".
Lifting your skirt
Sliding inside
Dangerous broken glass next to us.
Written by Nipplegrinder_
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