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sick day
let me catch my breath
let me, let me
the devil, flat-footed
can you hear him cleftly
padding
into my room, i lying
pillow-faced, offering
for him inside me
in my drooling cunt
from behind
him inside
my head pounds as he
draws it out long, long
then thumps back in
i am glad he has come
to fill me
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