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Him or a intruder

Him or a intuder

Imagine him grabbing your throat as you come home through your door, you feel his hand tightening, as secretly you beg for more

Hidden behind the ski mask, is a pair of menacing hungry eyes, he speaks to you through clenched teeth, it helps with his disguise

He pulls you across the room, he fumbles with your clothes, you don't put up a fight, he's got you and he knows

One simple little squeeze and you will pass out flat, so you submit to his sexual needs, inside still purring like a Cat

He puts on his best intruder act, but you've been here all before, you know he loves to roll play so you play along some more

You start to beg a plead with him, oh please don't hurt me, just do what you came to do, I won't put up a struggle or a fight, that I'll promise you

He whispers go onto all fours, he enters from behind, he fills your pussy nice and tight but this time he feels much bigger, somethings not quite right

He starts to pound you harder, much harder than anytime before, he even calls nasty, dirty names, he called you bitch and whore

Then you feel him cumming, he fills you up, with his angry cream, somehow it feels different, like some sort of dream

Today was the greatest fuck, wow your man's on form, your hearts exploding out your chest, this really ain't the norm

He pushes you flat on the ground, he growls jusr stay there on the floor, next there is quiet as you here him close the door

Then within a moment you here the front door open wide, next you feel you partner kneeling by your side

He apologised for being late, he was going to prepare a kink surprise, when you stare at him, there's love deep within his eyes

Now everytime you come home from work, you check in every room, hoping to find the intruder, who made your heart go boom

She decides she must tell him, she gathers up the guts to say, before she gets two words out, he says, I know about the intruder, I sent big Al around to play

Ron

Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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