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Tears for Fears
He says he couldn't bear to make me cry;
So, he's content to bare me and to spank
My bottom with his hand; he hears me sigh
And sees me reaching down; then, he can blank
Out the few tears of joy, as my hands slip
Between my thighs, until the gentle force,
That he applies, is strengthened; then he'll tip
Me right over the edge; yes, he can source
My pleasure; his permission, that he dares
To give me with such passion 'til he's hard;
Ensures he'll have me kneel, then he shares
His proud, prodigious prick; and his reward
Will fill my mouth far more than any fear
That he might do some damage to my rear.
So, he's content to bare me and to spank
My bottom with his hand; he hears me sigh
And sees me reaching down; then, he can blank
Out the few tears of joy, as my hands slip
Between my thighs, until the gentle force,
That he applies, is strengthened; then he'll tip
Me right over the edge; yes, he can source
My pleasure; his permission, that he dares
To give me with such passion 'til he's hard;
Ensures he'll have me kneel, then he shares
His proud, prodigious prick; and his reward
Will fill my mouth far more than any fear
That he might do some damage to my rear.
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