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Hunger Games

His untamed  
hunger  
demands
my love  
and
devotion
as he  
commands
me to be  
freshly
showered  
and
shaven
before he
arrives
home from
work  
to see  
me waiting
hot & glistening
bent over  
the  
table
waiting  
to be
devoured  
as he  
fucks
me  
ferociously  
just the way  
I like it
 
as a precursor  
to making love
later.
Written by shadow_starzzz
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