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Walls

He’s obsessed    
with windows
and    
walls    
that hold    
all our dirty    
little secrets  
and    
he finds me    
partially    
dressed  
and    
freshly fucked  
as my bud  
is still  
swollen & pulsating
post his shower  
antics  
that washed us    
both clean    
and    
he has that  
look    
of  
hunger    
that tells me    
I won’t make it    
past    
the window sill    
as he leans  
in    
for a kiss    
whilst smashing  
my lips    
with his  
and  
lifting me    
onto the ledge  
of the  
window  
before  
jamming    
his thick fingers    
knuckle deep    
inside my cunt  
and    
a sigh escapes  
my lips    
as I’m glistening & tender  
from those  
moments  
before    
and    
I grip him    
firmly    
around the base    
as he throbs & oozes    
all over my hand    
right before  
he flips    
me around & tilts my hips    
whilst balancing    
upon one foot    
and the other    
resting  
on the window sill  
as he peels me open  
whilst piercing me    
swiftly  
drilled  
deeply  
as he pinches & pulls    
upon  
my hard nipples  
and    
I’ll be late for work    
as he makes me  
gush & gape  
ferociously
once again  
this morning.
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