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UN_missionary my Mary

it was about

power

prestige

a long night of quid pro quo

an exorcism of sorts

[ her sexual being despised her socialized woman ]

so did I

~~~

a collusion we engaged

doggie style for master role play it was

I bent her over

spreading wide her ass....splitting apart her personas

dividing couth from truth

~~~

it was a night of

sweet mercies and no quarters given

~~~~

thick girthy and hard

was my offering

I plunged repeatedly into her deep

into her dark

~~~~

omni focused

like a hawk overseeing its prey

watching as she came to a hard understanding

of what she and I will

always be