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You Didn’t Hear Me

I came in through an alternate entrance
The one we rarely use
You didn’t hear me
I heard you
Soft moans
Then louder
Your conservative veneer
Washing away in acid rain kink
I’ve always called it therapy
I don’t know what you call it
I like watching you cum
You never knew I was there
We’ll keep it that way
Voyeur
Criminal
Saint
Written by PoetSpeak
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Fantasy on a pandemic afternoon
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