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Soothing My Nerves
I recollect the awkwardness I felt:
He vivified nervous uncertainties;
He warmed me with his smile and, then, his belt;
Despite my innocence, my cries and pleas;
I'm sure he knew that I was more than ripe,
Despite my gawky looks and my pretence
I was a timid soul, for he would wipe
Out sensitivities; my recompense
Was hearty laughs from him, with any lapse
Rewarded by his stern gaze and a hand,
That beckoned me, then marked me with his slaps:
My bum, my breasts, my sex at his command,
He took me and he made me his preserve,
By jamming in his cock to sooth each nerve.
He vivified nervous uncertainties;
He warmed me with his smile and, then, his belt;
Despite my innocence, my cries and pleas;
I'm sure he knew that I was more than ripe,
Despite my gawky looks and my pretence
I was a timid soul, for he would wipe
Out sensitivities; my recompense
Was hearty laughs from him, with any lapse
Rewarded by his stern gaze and a hand,
That beckoned me, then marked me with his slaps:
My bum, my breasts, my sex at his command,
He took me and he made me his preserve,
By jamming in his cock to sooth each nerve.
Published 20th Jul 2018
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