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Bonds
I feel it down there
The anxious feeling when imminent danger is coming and there is nowhere to go
I feel it in my pussy
I want to fuck, deep, hard, fast, slow
Trauma Sex
Sex creates bonds
and not just with others
It builds in my mind as time passes on
It becomes alive through my mind's creation
trauma bonds cause pussy sensations
So I fuck Trauma?
My Trauma lover finds another cover
It seduces me into a deep, sad, inner peace
It wraps around every pore and cervix
wrapping until I reach my peek.
I come, but with tears
It's sorrow I seek
So I fuck Self-pity?
Mmmmm
the exhaustion of fucking two at time
I succumb to Daydream, the most sublime
Daydream is my cigarette
Whhhh
I lay cuddled for hours
Not a word between us but everything said
are just fuzzy thoughts that live in my head
Danm, Trauma's dick is hard again, looking for more ass
This Mutha Fucka, he only has to tap me one time
I roll over spread eagle and give what he asks.
The anxious feeling when imminent danger is coming and there is nowhere to go
I feel it in my pussy
I want to fuck, deep, hard, fast, slow
Trauma Sex
Sex creates bonds
and not just with others
It builds in my mind as time passes on
It becomes alive through my mind's creation
trauma bonds cause pussy sensations
So I fuck Trauma?
My Trauma lover finds another cover
It seduces me into a deep, sad, inner peace
It wraps around every pore and cervix
wrapping until I reach my peek.
I come, but with tears
It's sorrow I seek
So I fuck Self-pity?
Mmmmm
the exhaustion of fucking two at time
I succumb to Daydream, the most sublime
Daydream is my cigarette
Whhhh
I lay cuddled for hours
Not a word between us but everything said
are just fuzzy thoughts that live in my head
Danm, Trauma's dick is hard again, looking for more ass
This Mutha Fucka, he only has to tap me one time
I roll over spread eagle and give what he asks.
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