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After care

After care
 
Once the night is over your bodies on the floor, toys are spread around, and you've been fucked right to your core
 
Then things take a turn, it's time to show I care, to kiss you and caress you, to stroke you pretty hair
 
To lift you up and carry you, to take you to your bed, gently lay you down, find a pillow for your head
 
You are not just a plaything, you're not just my sweet sex toy, you are someone special and I'm a loving boy
 
I'll snuggle up beside you, we will share a tender kiss, loving and attentive, all the things our sex games miss
 
Lay your head upon my chest, feel my warm embrace, let me kiss your forehead and look upon your face  
 
Even though our sex is wild, you need to know I care, look for me inside your heart, you'll always find me there.
 
Ron
Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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