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Late

He watches  
me    
as I dress    
for work    
and    
he’s got    
that look    
in his eyes    
that
tells me    
I’ll be late    
and    
that my lace G    
isn’t
concealing    
the  
shape    
of my  
cunt  
adequately  
as he  
sits    
on the edge    
of the  
bed    
in his  
boxers    
and    
I notice the    
head    
of his    
little monster      
peeking    
at me    
   
and    
I straddle    
him    
   
as he  
finds me  
wet & glistening    
whilst he  
grips    
my hips    
and    
tilts me    
aggressively    
whilst kissing    
me    
hard & deep    
as he    
plunges    
himself into    
the  
depths
of
me    
and    
the gasp    
that slips    
past    
my lips    
is inhaled    
by his    
hot wet    
mouth    
and    
I’m late    
for    
work    
as he    
sends    
me to work    
swollen & aching    
with  
a constant    
reminder    
of  
what will  
unfold    
again    
in the    
twilight    
hours    
when I arrive    
home.
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