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The Dominant Gentleman's Prose : Part Five
After I Whipped Her Well , As The Whip - Poor - Will
Sung It's Song , She Boldly Looked Into My Eyes ,
Daring Me To Do It Again In An Act Of Defiance And Lust
Combined In Her Ecstatic Arousal And Vortex Of Pleasure ;
Bound To The Garden Wall , Standing Stones Round
Between Trellises Of Roses , Magnolias And Star Jasmine
She Was A Goddess Of The Springtime An Eros Of Blossoms
Her Nectar Feeding The Earth And Sensual Moans Urging
Upshoots From Their Seeds As Sunsets Rays Cast Shadows
Across Her Rambunctious Rump Dusky Red And Ready :
I Left Her To Bathe In The Coming Moonlight
Wondering When I Would Return...
Sung It's Song , She Boldly Looked Into My Eyes ,
Daring Me To Do It Again In An Act Of Defiance And Lust
Combined In Her Ecstatic Arousal And Vortex Of Pleasure ;
Bound To The Garden Wall , Standing Stones Round
Between Trellises Of Roses , Magnolias And Star Jasmine
She Was A Goddess Of The Springtime An Eros Of Blossoms
Her Nectar Feeding The Earth And Sensual Moans Urging
Upshoots From Their Seeds As Sunsets Rays Cast Shadows
Across Her Rambunctious Rump Dusky Red And Ready :
I Left Her To Bathe In The Coming Moonlight
Wondering When I Would Return...
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