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Her [*forbidden*] Body
She is unseen,
yet Her body beckons Me
from just the next room.
She is too clean --
unsullied by the one dirty wish
that writhes and spirals in My head:
"I want to fuck Her."
yet Her body beckons Me
from just the next room.
She is too clean --
unsullied by the one dirty wish
that writhes and spirals in My head:
"I want to fuck Her."
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