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Sadistic Soul

her squeals
delight my
sadistic soul

her sweet itty bitty titties
have the same
number

of nerve endings
as more
bosomy bosoms

so as i
twist and twirl
between thumb and forefinger

she writhes and moans
and unconvincingly shouts
please! no more!

but purple-hued
dripping cunt lips
scream

more!
more!
more!

i will continue
tickling
teasing

nibbling kneading
pinching
pulling

to my hearts content
as long as
i want

or until she
says
red!

her perky tiny little clit
has the same
number

of nerves
as more robust
love buttons

perhaps next i�ll
twist and twirl
between thumb and forefinger

allowing her squeals
to nourish my
sadistic soul

� 2021 Raibeart Bruis