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He says it's sexy

He says it's sexy: spankings after lunch;
My bottom will be red and stinging soon;
Some slaps are hard and some are soft; a bunch
Are delivered: behold the reddest moon;
 
It's left to burn, while he enjoys a pause  
Between each set of strikes, delivered quick,
Then quick again and then it's slow, of course:
A waltz of wallops means the colours stick;
 
Despite an interval, when oil is rubbed,  
Some of the olive dusting simply soothes;
But further oil could be deeply dubbed,
A preparation - fingers in my grooves;
 
He says it sexy - my dry derriére:
But(t) moist enough to fit his big affair.
Written by SweetOblivion
Published | Edited 23rd May 2018
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