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And I Thought That Grinding Was a Cooking Term..

So there's the breathing, then the wheazing,
and the hands that aren't quite teasing
but appeasing.

Is this how you want to play it?
I've never been the first, and I
might
just
be the last
to say it.

Oh give over,
with a hand to fumble on the zipper and
such pressure with the clipper,
take a breath
and make this
s
l
i
c
k
e
r

-she says in her cherry lace knickers.

I can take a bump
and i'll take a couple
but that
I'm afraid
is quite the trouble

you're so soft
a thankless-tender
when I liked your use of splendor

-you're a condender
of the ripe click of tounge and cheek
then thoughtless waistline erosion
as you mark out tainted patterns
s
p
e
a
k

don't hold back; not that you will.
How desperate do I need to make myself
before you'll attack?

I hate to admit I'm the suffer in silence sort,
and with a face like yours darling
it's hard to not cavort.
Written by pretty_normal (Pretty Normal)
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