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They Them
I was not lashed at the mast for their crude raping, but instead
I was held in a chair for their wanton grabbing.
One after another, they grabbed at me with their lascivious carnal hands.
They want so badly to penetrate me with their feral thrusts.
Instead they pumped themselves rigid until they screamed at their own madness.
I was held in a chair for their wanton grabbing.
One after another, they grabbed at me with their lascivious carnal hands.
They want so badly to penetrate me with their feral thrusts.
Instead they pumped themselves rigid until they screamed at their own madness.
Published 8th May 2022
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