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Foreplay

It didn't really matter what I wore
As you ripped it off of me in aggressive shreds
Took me by my hands and pushed me up against the wall
Wrapped my legs around your waist as I clawed
The moisture on my skin was no comparison as you thrusted yourself within
Knocking pictures to the floor
Throwing the vase from the foyers tables
Bending me over to hold my braid
Biting on my back until you are empty and I am full within
Foreplay with rage is not a sin
Written by Lagertha (Elizabeth Grace)
Published | Edited 27th May 2019
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Image by Saatchi~ Grand Foyer
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