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Yikes!
lying in my state of undress
face turned towards the wall
not quite a state of duress
breezes makes me feel small
I won’t get any fore play today
it really seems all so heinous
at least hold my hand I pray
as you ready to probe my anus
please whisper that you love me
while you squirt gel on your finger
a sonnet of how “I rubber glove thee”?
I wait for the sensation to linger
my heart beats fast, face is red
a flinch as you place your hand
I hope in silence if nothing said
the hole stretches like a rubber band
my ass cheeks are parted wide
I am surprised your finger fit
as it pushed into me with a glide
is it weird that I kind of like it?
face turned towards the wall
not quite a state of duress
breezes makes me feel small
I won’t get any fore play today
it really seems all so heinous
at least hold my hand I pray
as you ready to probe my anus
please whisper that you love me
while you squirt gel on your finger
a sonnet of how “I rubber glove thee”?
I wait for the sensation to linger
my heart beats fast, face is red
a flinch as you place your hand
I hope in silence if nothing said
the hole stretches like a rubber band
my ass cheeks are parted wide
I am surprised your finger fit
as it pushed into me with a glide
is it weird that I kind of like it?
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